quinta-feira, 4 de janeiro de 2018

Meeting Point





Time was away and somewhere else, 
There were two glasses and two chairs 
And two people with the one pulse 
(Somebody stopped the moving stairs): 
Time was away and somewhere else. 

And they were neither up nor down; 
The stream’s music did not stop, 
Flowing through heather, limpid brown, 
Although they sat in a coffee shop 
And they were neither up nor down. 

The bell was silent in the air 
Holding its inverted poise - 
Between the clang and clang a flower, 
A brazen calyx of no noise: 
The bell was silent in the air. 

The camels crossed the miles of sand 
That stretched around the cups and plates; 
The desert was their own, they planned 
To portion out the stars and dates: 
The camels crossed the miles of sand. 

Time was away and somewhere else. 
The waiter did not come, the clock 
Forgot them and the radio waltz 
Came out like water from a rock: 
Time was away and somewhere else. 

Her fingers flicked away the ash 
That bloomed again in tropic trees: 
Not caring if the markets crash 
When they had forests such as these, 
Her fingers flicked away the ash. 

God or whatever means the Good 
Be praised that time can stop like this, 
That what the heart has understood 
Can verify in the body’s peace 
God or whatever means the Good. 

Time was away and she was here 
And life no longer what it was, 
The bell was silent in the air 
And all the room a glow because 
Time was away and she was here.


Louis MacNeice
in, The Collected Poems of Louis MacNeice





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