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letra de eurydice - scott wheeler

so you have swept me back
i who could have walked with the live souls
above the earth
i who could have slept among the live flowers
at last;

so for your arrogance
and your ruthlessness
i am swept back
where dead lichens drip
dead cinders upon moss of ash;

so for your arrogance
i am broken at last
i who had lived unconscious
who was almost forgot;

if you had let me wait
i had grown from listlessness
into peace
if you had let me rest with the dead
i had forgot you
and the past

here only flame upon flame
and black among the red sparks
streaks of black and light
grown colourless;
why did you turn back
that h-ll should be reinhabited
of myself thus
swept into nothingness?

why did you glance back?
why did you hesitate for that moment?
why did you bend your face
caught with the flame of the upper earth
above my face?

what was it that crossed my face
with the light from yours
and your glance?
what was it you saw in my face?
the light of your own face
the fire of your own presence?

what had my face to offer
but reflex of the earth
hyacinth colour
caught from the raw fissure in the rock
where the light struck
and the colour of azure crocuses
and the bright surface of gold crocuses
and of the wind-flower
swift in its veins as lightning
and as white
saffron from the fringe of the earth
wild saffron that has bent
over the sharp edge of earth
all the flowers that cut through the earth
all, all the flowers are lost;

everything is lost
everything is crossed with black
black upon black
and worse than black
this colourless light

fringe upon fringe
of blue crocuses
crocuses, walled against blue of themselves
blue of that upper earth
blue of the depth upon depth of flowers
lost;

flowers
if i could have taken once my breath of them
enough of them
more than earth
even than of the upper earth
had passed with me
beneath the earth;
if i could have caught up from the earth
the whole of the flowers of the earth
if once i could have breathed into myself
the very golden crocuses
and the red
and the very golden hearts of the first saffron
the whole of the golden mass
the whole of the great fragrance
i could have dared the loss

so for your arrogance
and your ruthlessness
i have lost the earth
and the flowers of the earth
and the live souls above the earth
and you who passed across the light
and reached
ruthless;

you who have your own light
who are to yourself a presence
who need no presence;

yet for all your arrogance
and your glance
i tell you this:

such loss is no loss
such terror, such coils and strands and pitfalls
of blackness
such terror
is no loss;

h-ll is no worse than your earth
above the earth
h-ll is no worse
no, nor your flowers
nor your veins of light
nor your presence
a loss;

my h-ll is no worse than yours
though you pass among the flowers and speak
with the spirits above earth

- scott wheeler

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