Tania Maron

Abstract as is the idea of your being
That comes to me looking at you, that by entertaining
My eyes in yours, I lose sight of them,
And nothing gets in my eyes, and dista
Your body’s my view as longemente,
And the idea of your being is so short
To my thinking look at you, and know me
Knowing that thou art that, only to have me
Conscious of you or me feel.
And so, this ignore me see you, lie
The illusion of feeling, and dreaming,
Not seeing thee, neither seeing nor knowing
I see you, or even that I am, laughing
The interior gloomy twilight
In that dream I feel what I feel about being …

FERNANDO PERSOA

Art by Alexey Golovin