terça-feira, 7 de outubro de 2014

Wild Iron

Sea go dark, dark with wind,
Feet go heavy, heavy with sand,
Thoughts go wild, wild with the sound
Of iron on the old shed swinging, clanging:
Go dark, go heavy, go wild, go round,
               Dark with the wind,
               Heavy with the sand,
Wild with the iron that tears at the nail
And the foundering shriek of the gale.

                                       Allen Curnow  

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