Days Of 1903 Poem by Constantine P. Cavafy
Days Of 1903
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I never found them again -- the things so quickly lost....
the poetic eyes, the pale
face.... in the dusk of the street....
I never found them again -- the things acquired quite by chance,
that I gave up so lightly;
and that later in agony I wanted.
The poetic eyes, the pale face,
those lips, I never found again.
Friday, January 3, 2003
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4/17/2024 9:50:23 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Oooh, I like this poem. It reminds me of Rilke. But the nostalgia of the poem is heart-rendering.