letra de rupert brooke - thoughts on the shape of a human body - tim graham
how can we find? how can we rest? how can
we, being gods, win joy, or peace, being man?
we, the gaunt zanies of a witless fate
who love the unloving, and the lover hate
forget the moment ere the moment slips
kiss with blind lips that seek beyond the lips
who want, and know not what we want, and cry
with crooked mouths for heaven, and throw it by
love’s for completeness! no perfection grows
‘twixt leg, and arm, elbow, and ear, and nose
and joint, and socket; but unsatisfied
sprawling desires, shapeless, perverse, denied
finger with finger wreathes; we love, and gape
fantastic shape to mazed fantastic shape
straggling, irregular, perplexed, embossed
grotesquely twined, extravagantly lost
by creseive paths and strange protuberant ways
from sanity and from wholeness and from grace
how can love triumph, how can solace be
where fever turns toward fever, knee toward knee?
could we but fill to harmony, and dwell
simple as our thought and as perfectible
rise disentangled from humanity
strange whole and new with simplicity
grow to a radiant round love, and bear
unfluctuant passion for some perfect sphere
love moon to moon unquestioning, and be
like the star lunisequa, steadfastly
folowing the round clear orb of her delight
patiently ever, through the eternal night!
letras aleatórias
- letra de away from here (one way) - eedee
- letra de workin her hips - lilly v la
- letra de let this last forever by benny benassi - benny benassi
- letra de christmastime in the lbc - jimmy kimmel
- letra de do din ki zindagi men - lata mangeshkar
- letra de toujours le même - lacrim
- letra de in my head - m.i.
- letra de purple - scardini
- letra de mind power - krumb snatcha
- letra de polarns golf - organismen