• LA FRAISNE

For I was a gaunt, grave councillor

Being in all things wise, and very old,

But I have put aside this folly and the cold

That old age weareth for a cloak.

[…]

I do not like to remember things any more.

I like one little band of winds that blow

In the ash trees here:

For we are quite alone

Here 'mid the ash trees.

------ Ezra Pound, Umbra, p.13

[estou a ver se compartilho esta obra na íntegra com os leitores de terra-longe]

Imagem: Di Cavalcanti