EURÍDICE

Lançaste-me então para trás,

eu que poderia ter caminhado com as almas vivas sobre a terra,

eu que poderia ter dormido entre flores vivas

por fim;

então pela tua arrogância

pela tua truculência

fui lançada para trás

para onde o líquen morto escorre

escórias mortas sobre musgo de cinza;

então pela tua arrogância

estou por fim despedaçada,

eu que vivi inconsciente,

que fui quase esquecida;

se me tivesses deixado esperar

teria crescido da indiferença

para a paz,

se me tivesses deixado repousar com os mortos,

ter-me-ia esquecido de ti

e do passado.

Hilda Doolittle (tradução de Filipe Jarro)

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Ezra Pound (1885-1972)



The River-Merchant's Wife: A Letter

After Li Po

While my hair was still cut straight across my forehead
I played about the front gate, pulling flowers.
You came by on bamboo stilts, playing horse,
You walked about my seat, playing with blue plums.
And we went on living in the village of Chokan:
Two small people, without dislike or suspicion.


At fourteen I married My Lord you.
I never laughed, being bashful.
Lowering my head, I looked at the wall.
Called to, a thousand times, I never looked back.


At fifteen I stopped scowling,
I desired my dust to be mingled with yours
Forever and forever and forever.
Why should I climb the look out?


At sixteen you departed,
You went into far Ku-to-yen, by the river of swirling eddies,
And you have been gone five months.
The monkeys make sorrowful noise overhead.


You dragged your feet when you went out.
By the gate now, the moss is grown, the different mosses,
Too deep to clear them away!
The leaves fall early this autumn, in wind.
The paired butterflies are already yellow with August
Over the grass in the West garden;
They hurt me. I grow older.
If you are coming down through the narrows of the river Kiang,
Please let me know beforehand,
And I will come out to meet you
As far as Cho-fu-Sa.

Ezra Pound
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