January 27, 2009
Perfection Wasted by John Updike
And another regrettable thing about death
is the ceasing of your own brand of magic,
which took a whole life to develop and market —
the quips, the witticisms, the slant
adjusted to a few, those loved ones nearest
the lip of the stage, their soft faces blanched
in the footlight glow, their laughter close to tears,
their tears confused with their diamond earrings,
their warm pooled breath in and out with your heartbeat,
their response and your performance twinned.
The jokes over the phone. The memories packed
in the rapid-access file. The whole act.
Who will do it again? That's it: no one;
imitators and descendants aren't the same.
is the ceasing of your own brand of magic,
which took a whole life to develop and market —
the quips, the witticisms, the slant
adjusted to a few, those loved ones nearest
the lip of the stage, their soft faces blanched
in the footlight glow, their laughter close to tears,
their tears confused with their diamond earrings,
their warm pooled breath in and out with your heartbeat,
their response and your performance twinned.
The jokes over the phone. The memories packed
in the rapid-access file. The whole act.
Who will do it again? That's it: no one;
imitators and descendants aren't the same.
És sempre tão perfeitinha em tudo o que escreves, em tudo o que sentes.
ResponderEliminarUm beijinho :)
«their laughter close to tears» revi-me muito.
ResponderEliminarsabes, partilharmos frases e coisas que gostamos são um ato de generosidade mas um risco: muitas vezes as pessoas não gostam dos nossos gostos e por isso nos criticam e ridicularizam. essa coragem que tens misturada com impulsividade e gozo porque conheces muitos mundos fazem de ti tão completa mas sempre tão determinada a procurar mais e melhor para ti
Quando se faz o que se gosta, faz-se com mais intensidade.
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