"I the Roses Love in the Gardens of Adonis"

Random Poetry List XLIX

I the roses love in the gardens of Adonis,
Lydia, I love those fast fleeting roses
   That on the day they are born
   On that same day they die.
Light for them is everlasting: born
After the sun comes up, they die
      Before Apollo rounds
      His visible track.
So let us make our life a single day,
And willingly ignore the night to come,
      The night already past,
      The little while we last.

Fernando Pessoa (Portuguese, AD 1888-1935)
tr. Edwin Honig

Originally e-mailed on Sunday, June 21, 1998 @ 6:03 PM.

Lane Core Jr. CIW P — Wed. 06/21/06 07:07:17 PM
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