"Blake"
Where is the rose in your hand
prodigal, and do not know, intimate gifts?
Not in color, because the flower is blind, not in the sweet scent
inexhaustible
not in the weight of a petal. Codest
already lost and are partial echoes.
The real rose is much farther.
can be a pillar or a battle
or a heaven of angels, or one
infinity, secret, and must,
or the joy of a god who will not see
or a planet in another silver sky or a terrible
archetype
that ignores the shape of the rose.
From "The figure" by JORGE LUIS BORGES
Where is the rose in your hand
prodigal, and do not know, intimate gifts?
Not in color, because the flower is blind, not in the sweet scent
inexhaustible
not in the weight of a petal. Codest
already lost and are partial echoes.
The real rose is much farther.
can be a pillar or a battle
or a heaven of angels, or one
infinity, secret, and must,
or the joy of a god who will not see
or a planet in another silver sky or a terrible
archetype
that ignores the shape of the rose.
From "The figure" by JORGE LUIS BORGES
