Constantine P. Cavafy
I'Ve Brought To Art - Poem by Constantine P. Cavafy
I sit in a mood of reverie.
I've brought to Art desires and sensations:
faces or lines, certain indistinct memories
of unfulfilled love affairs.
Let me submit to Art:
Art knows how to shape forms of Beauty,
almost imperceptibly completing life,
blending impressions, blending day with day.
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