Leitura de um trecho de 'Flower Herding Pictures On Mount Monadnock', de Galway Kinnell.
Essas são as últimas palavras registradas da Sylvia Plath, em 10 de janeiro de 1963, antes do seu suicídio:
Essas são as últimas palavras registradas da Sylvia Plath, em 10 de janeiro de 1963, antes do seu suicídio:
In the forest I discover a flower.
The invisible life of the thing
Goes up in flames that are invisible
Like cellophane burning in the sunlight.
It burns up. Its drift is to be nothing.
In its covertness it has a way
Of uttering itself in place of itself,
Its blossoms claim to float in the Empyrean,
A wrathful presence on the blur of the ground.
The invisible life of the thing
Goes up in flames that are invisible
Like cellophane burning in the sunlight.
It burns up. Its drift is to be nothing.
In its covertness it has a way
Of uttering itself in place of itself,
Its blossoms claim to float in the Empyrean,
A wrathful presence on the blur of the ground.
The appeal to heaven breaks off.
The petals begin to fall, in self-forgiveness.
It is a flower. On this mountainside it is dying.
The petals begin to fall, in self-forgiveness.
It is a flower. On this mountainside it is dying.
uma flor que morre. mais uma.
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