Thursday 8 May 2008

Vitae summa brevis spem nos vetat incohare longam - Ernest Dowson


They are not long, the weeping and the laughter,

Love and desire and hate:

I think they have no portion in us after

We pass the gate.


They are not long, the days of wine and roses:

Out of a misty dream

Our path emerges for a while, then closes

Within a dream.


- The title translated is "The brief sum of life forbids us the hope of enduring long". I'm into all different kinds of poetry for all different kinds of reasons. I will always feel compelled to add poetry which deals with the issues of life and death - especially those which highlight that life is just too short.

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