Ahora tan sólo,
en este pobre rostro en que te caes,
he visto el rostro de la niña que fuiste
y te he sentido varias veces mi madre.
Me he sentido el hijo de tus juegos,
del mundo que creabas y esperabas
como un tibio regalo de cumpleaños.
Y .....
There is a jaggle of masonry here, on a small hill
Above the gray-mouthed Pacific, cottages and a thick-walled tower, all made of rough sea rock
And Portland cement. I imagine, fifty years from now,
A mist-gray figure moping about this place in mad moonlight, examining .....
Tu ai plecat, dar in intreaga casa,
Zguduitoare, amintirea-ti lasa un violent parfum de-amor,
un musc omorator, fum de calicii tropicale,
Cu sange negru in petale de floare acre se abate
Intr-o suprema voluptate
Cand soarele cu sarutari de foc, o frange de .....
Frumoasa floare Venus si-a ales - asculta,
Dara mândria ei e-atât de scurta
Când soarele rasare - ce-nfloreste
Se scutura, când seara poposeste.
Fecioaro, rupe roza ca pe o noua floare
Si nu uita ca viata ta e trecatoare.
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art-
Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night,
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth's .....