domingo, 12 de agosto de 2012

THESE FRAGMENTS I HAVE SHORED AGAINST MY RUINS


Póvoa de Santa Iria. 2012.

By this, and this only, we have existed
Wich is not to be found in our obituaries
Or in memories draped by the beneficent spider
Or under seals broken by the lean solicitor
In our empty rooms



Fotografia: Jorge Aguiar Oliveira

Texto: T. S. Eliot

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