“Art is literacy of the heart” Elliot Eisner / “Arte não é pureza; é purificação, não é liberdade; é libertação.” Clarice Lispector

sexta-feira, 14 de junho de 2013

Delicate feelings

4 poems by Lady Izumi (b. 976):

Tonight, as hail falls on bamboo leaves,
rustling, rustling,
I don’t feel like sleeping alone.

Loving you, my heart may shatter into a thousand pieces,
but not one piece will be lost.

There is no color called love in this world,
yet how thoroughly it has died my heart!

From darkness into the path of darkness I’m bound to enter.
Shine on me in the distance, moon at the rim of the hill.

Poetic Postcards
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