«E não me assusta a morte! Só me assusta / ter tido tanta fé na vida injusta / ... e não saber sequer pra que a vivi!» Manuel Laranjeira, "Comigo – Versos dum Solitário" (1912)
Wow, those lines are so evocative. I love the way they capture that feeling of a slow afternoon and a sudden, inexplicable sadness. The phrase "a poisonous melancholy" is so powerful it perfectly describes that heavy, unsettling feeling that seems to come out of nowhere. It's a beautiful and raw piece of poetry. Thanks for sharing.
«E não me assusta a morte! Só me assusta / ter tido tanta fé na vida injusta / ... e não saber sequer pra que a vivi!»
ResponderEliminarManuel Laranjeira, "Comigo – Versos dum Solitário" (1912)
Wow, those lines are so evocative. I love the way they capture that feeling of a slow afternoon and a sudden, inexplicable sadness. The phrase "a poisonous melancholy" is so powerful it perfectly describes that heavy, unsettling feeling that seems to come out of nowhere. It's a beautiful and raw piece of poetry. Thanks for sharing.
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