We, too, make noises when we laugh or weep,
Words are for those with promises to keep.
– W. H. Auden

perjantai 20. toukokuuta 2011

Rack`d carcases

IES.

Vaikka nujertaisit, ja repisit minut riekaleiksi, Rakkaus;
ei tämä kidutus ole kuolemaksesi,
jäähän arvottomiksi mestattujen jäänteiden anatomia.


MY SOUL. Such fullness in that quarter overflows
And falls into the basin of the mind
That man is stricken deaf and numb and blind,
For intellect no longer knows
Is from Ought, or Knower from the Known --
That is to say, ascends to Heaven;
Only the dead can be forgiven;
But when I think of that my tongue´s a stone.

-Yeats

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