A poet is to be taller, greater
Than Man! To bite as you kiss!
To be a beggar and give like any other
And To be King on both sides of pain
Of a thousand desires to possess the splendor
And know not what you desire! To harbor a star within
And of the condor to have claws and wings!

To feel hunger and thirst of the Infinite!
Through an elm mornings of gold and satin….
To condense the world in a single cry!

It is to love thee, thus, hopelessly…
Thou be soul, blood and life within me
And tell it, singing, to all and sundry!

Florbela Espanca

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