Submitted by Anonymous on Wed, 2007-06-06 08:47.
Solitude, what an animal you are,
I would like you to be similar to a canary
whose chirping cheers up my
day and similar to a cat that
miaows and makes me purr or a
little dog that comes to meet me
when I return.
Instead, you stay apart there, mute, with
spent eyes fastened on me without
ever telling me anything day after day.
Solitude, what an ugly animal you are.
I think I am free of you, I smile,
I sing, but alas, you are around the corner,
you wait for me at the breach and begin to follow me
again. What can I do to make myself
free of you?
If you were a fiery horse
I would tame you, if you were a lion
I would domesticate you, but you, solitude,
what animal are you?
slow, you give me a sense of agony
that makes me
feel frustrated, but I will
smile again and go out to free myself of you.
It suffices to have patience and not tire oneself in
this difficult conflict.
Translation by Laura Petrelli Ferry
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