miércoles, 28 de septiembre de 2011



you shall above all things be glad and young
   for if you're young,whatever life you wear

   it will become you;and if you are glad
   whatever's living will yourself become.
   girlboys may nothing more than boygirls need:
   i can entirely her only love

   whose any mystery makes every man's
   flesh put space on;and his mind take off time

   that you should ever think,may god forbid
   and (in his mercy) your true lover spare:
   for that way knowledge lies,the foetal grave
   called progress,and negation's dead undoom.

   i'd rather learn from one bird how to sing
   than teach ten thousand stars how not to dance
ee cummings

3 comentarios:

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félix dijo...

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félix dijo...

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