Author: dig

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What is it to believe? Being a carer   

Until relief takes over.

And to forgive? On fours through thorns

To keep company to an old enemy.
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What is it to be human?, Waldo Williams, translated from the Welsh by Menna Elfyn

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Our calendars will seem strange
and we won’t know what the rules are,
in the new normal.
 
There’ll be caves
and space for everyone.

[…]

The New Normal, Anna Gual, translated from the Catalan by AKaiser

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The brief sum of life forbids us the hope of enduring long. –Horace

They are not long, the weeping and the laughter,
Love and desire and hate:
I think they have no portion in us after
We pass the gate.

They are not long, the days of wine and roses:
Out of a misty dream
Our path emerges for a while, then closes
Within a dream.

Vitae Summa Brevis Spem Nos Vetat Incohare Longam, Ernest Dowson

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There is joy in the woods just now,
The leaves are whispers of song,
And the birds make mirth on the bough
And music the whole day long,

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The heartening, summer showers
And the smiling shrubs in bloom,
Dust-free, dew-tinted at morn,
The fresh and life-giving air,
The billowing waves of corn
And the birds’ notes rich and clear:—

[…]

Joy in the Woods, Claude McKay

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Beyond all boundaries, at memory’s undoing—
As when the dreamer sees and after the dream
The passion endures, imprinted on his being

Though he can’t recall the rest. I am the same:
Inside my heart, although my vision is almost
Entirely faded, droplets of its sweetness come

from Paradiso: Canto 33, Dante Alighieri, Translated By Robert Pinsky