quarta-feira, 16 de fevereiro de 2011

CH #4

6) Why should I tell you anything true?


Why should I tell you anything true?
Why should I tell you anything?
You're not paying me.
i don't do this for money.

Hold out your hand,
your empty hand.
I see.
if I told you what you hold
in the lines in your hand
which as I said is empty,
is full of emptiness,
you'd be annoyed. Oh surely
not, you'd say, You're far too
dismal. Too severe.

I'm doing this to help you.
What would you prefer?
You'd like me to amuse you?
Do do some jigs, or pranks?
I lack the airiness,
I lack the feathers.
That's not what I do.

What I do: I see
in darkness. I see
darkness. I see you.

Margaret Atwood, The Door, Virago Press, 2007