Interior Portrait

You don't survive in me

because of memories;

nor are you mine because

of a lovely longing's strength.

.

What does make you present

is the ardent detour

that a slow tenderness

traces in my blood.

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I do not need

to see you appear;

being born sufficed for me

to lose you a little less.

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Rainer Maria Rilke (Versão inglesa de A. Poulin)

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