Thursday, 13 September 2018

Triolet - Manuel Gonzalez Prada

Whatever joys might crown this life of ours
will either fail to come or come too late.
They shine in flight, like all that time devours,
whatever joys might crown this life of ours.
Unlucky man who in the time of flowers
puts off the plucking for another date!
Whatever joys might crown this life of ours
will either fail to come or come too late.

Manuel Gonzalez Prada (1844 - 1918) Peru
Translated by Rhina P. Espaillat
Source: Per Contra

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