quarta-feira, 14 de setembro de 2011

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While everywhere, my Diomed,

You beat your fellow Greeks
Back down the long incline that leads to Scamánder's ford,
Surely as when
Lit from the dark part of the sky by sudden beams,
A bitter wind
Detonates line by line of waves against the shore.

Logue's Homer, Cold Calls: War Music Continued, Faber & Faber, 2005

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