In the loveless landscape of my solitude
No movement prevails that calms me, no rest
That consoles or dispatches me like a firstborn.
Proudly my blood translates the signs,
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The poem creates an atmosphere of sadness, despair and despondency. Thanks. I quote:
the shameful disaster that consumes me.
In the pregnant absence of her word of refusal.
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The poem creates an atmosphere of sadness, despair and despondency. Thanks. I quote: the shameful disaster that consumes me. In the pregnant absence of her word of refusal.