sábado, mayo 07, 2005

To a Young Poet

Time cannot break the bird's wing from the bird.
Bird and wing together
Go down, one feather.

No thing that ever flew,
Not the lark, not you,
Can die as others do.
Edna St. Vincent Millay

En Autumn in New York Richard Gere se lo recita a Wynona Ryder antes de morir.

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