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Margaret Atwood

Morning in the Burned House

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  • el día que fuimos libroshas quoted3 years ago
    But the trick is just to hold on

    through all appearances; and so we do,

    and yes, I know it’s you;

    and that is what we will come to, sooner

    or later, when it’s even darker

    than it is now, when the snow is colder,

    when it’s darkest and coldest

    and candles are no longer any use to us

    and the visibility is zero: Yes.

    It’s still you. It’s still you

    Shapechangers in Winter

  • el día que fuimos libroshas quoted3 years ago
    I used to say I’d know you anywhere,

    but it’s getting harder.

    Shapechangers in Winter

  • el día que fuimos libroshas quoted3 years ago
    Every cell

    in our bodies has renewed itself

    so many times since then, there’s

    not much left, my love,

    of the originals.

    Shapechangers in Winter

  • el día que fuimos libroshas quoted3 years ago
    The moon

    doesn’t care about its own

    craters and bruises. Only we can regret

    the perishing of the burned place.

    Only we could call it a wound.

    A Fire Place

  • el día que fuimos libroshas quoted3 years ago
    If she were here she would

    reach out her arms towards

    you now, and touch you

    with her absent hands

    and you would feel nothing, but you would be

    touched all the same.

    Girl Without Hands

  • el día que fuimos libroshas quoted3 years ago
    No one can enter that circle

    you have made, that clean circle

    of dead space you have made

    and stay inside,

    mourning because it is clean.

    Girl Without Hands

  • el día que fuimos libroshas quoted3 years ago
    No, they whisper. You own nothing.

    You were a visitor; time after time

    climbing the hill, planting the flag, proclaiming.

    We never belonged to you.

    You never found us.

    It was always the other way round.

    The Moment

  • el día que fuimos libroshas quoted3 years ago
    Everything bad you can imagine

    is happening somewhere else, or happened

    here, a hundred years or centuries

    ago.

    Vermilion Flycatcher,
    San Pedro River, Arizona

  • el día que fuimos libroshas quoted3 years ago
    In the daylight we know

    what’s gone is gone,

    but at night it’s different.

    Nothing gets finished,

    not dying, not mourning;

    Two Dreams, 2

  • el día que fuimos libroshas quoted3 years ago
    Only one day remains,

    the one you’re in.

    A Visit

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