Fragmento do Frio – Paul Auster
FRAGMENTS FROM COLD
Because we go blind
in the day that goes out with us,
and because we have seen out breath
cloud
the mirror of air;
the eye of the air will open
on nothing but the word
we renounce: winter
will have been a place
of ripeness.
We who become the dead
of another life than ours.
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FRAGMENTO DO FRIO
Porque seguimos cegos
pelo dia que segue [...]