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Written by Florbela Espanca | Create an image from this poem

Ser poeta

Ser poeta é ser mais alto, é ser maior
Do que os homens! Morder como quem beija!
É ser mendigo e dar como quem seja
Rei do Reino de Aquém e de Além Dor!

É ter de mil desejos o esplendor
E não saber sequer que se deseja!
É ter cá dentro um astro que flameja,
É ter garras e asas de condor!

É ter fome, é ter sede de Infinito!
Por elmo, as manhãs de oiro e de cetim.
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É condensar o mundo num só grito! E é amar-te, assim, perdidamente.
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É seres alma, e sangue, e vida em mim E dizê-lo cantando a toda a gente!
Written by Florbela Espanca | Create an image from this poem

to be a poet

To be a poet is to be louder , bigger
Than men! Biting as who kisses!
It is like being a beggar and to give whoever be
King of the Kingdom of Behind and Beyond  Pain!

It is to have  of a thousand wishes the splendor
And do not even to know what to want !
It is to have  here deep inside a flaming star,
It is to have  claws and wings of condor!

It is hunger, thirst of Infinite!
By elmo, the golden satin mornings .
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It is to condense the world into a single cry! And is to love you, like that, madly .
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You being soul and blood, and life in me And saying this singing it to everyone!