miércoles, noviembre 19, 2008

Rage against the dying of the light

Espero escribir por acá pronto, tengo tantas cosas que contar, aunque noviembre ha sido tan lindo que no sé por donde empezar. En fin, dejo mientras tanto uno de mis poemas favoritos. Me encanta este poema. Ojalá lo disfruten tanto como yo.

Do not go gentle into that good night
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Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Dylan Thomas.

4 dichos:

Indio Cacama dijo...

puse una canción de amanda miguel en mi blog para que la oyeras, ve a buscarla.

María Fernanda dijo...

muuuy bonito bló... regresaré pronto :)

Mariana Orantes dijo...

Ok hermano, andaré visitando tu blog. Beshos.

Gracias Rag doll, te esperamos (Benito y yo) de vuelta =)

Orquídea Moyao dijo...

es hermoso de verdad
¿y qué tal tu participación en el congreso? seguro fuiste la sensación.

 

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