Friday, December 12, 2008

Cleaving Pessoa



Walt Whitman
—for Fernando Pessoa / Álvaro de Campos

I am nothing — I shall never be anything
Besides — why wish to be anything?
Walt Whitman — had within him
All the dreams — of the world
Did it do him — any good?
He died penniless — in New Jersey
After he sang — the Song of the Infinite
In a chicken-coup — all alone

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