Autumn is all about hues and everything that is in between
El otoño se condensa en los matices de color y todo lo que ocurre en ese cambio
and impendence
y inminente
From Rainer Maria Rilke’s Herbsttag (Autumn Day)
Who now has no house, will not build one (anymore).
Who now is alone, will remain so for long,
will wake, and read, and write long letters
and back and forth on the boulevards
will restlessly wander, while the leaves blow.
A homage to the 2009th Autumn of our Common Era.
P.S.
Traducción por seretuaccidente. Gracias por la ayuda!
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