terça-feira, janeiro 02, 2007

Wants


Beyond all this, the wish to be alone:

However the sky grows dark with invitation-cards

However we follow the printed directions of sex

However the family is photographed under the flag-staff –

Beyond all this, the wish to be alone.

Beneath it all, the desire for oblivion runs:

Despite the artful tensions of the calendar,

The life insurance, the tabled fertility rites,

The costly aversion of the eyes away from death –

Beneath it all, the desire for oblivion runs.

Philip Larkin

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