Edgar Allan Poe - uno de sus pocos poemas

UN SUEÑO DENTRO DE OTRO SUEÑO:
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow-
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand-
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep- while I weep!
O God! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

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Edgar Allan Poe, justamente famoso por sus cuentos de horror y por el género policial, con la lírica no cosechó idéntica unanimidad. Cortázar admitió haber plagiado involuntariamente la poesía; Borges decía que los poemas de Poe eran triviales, sensibleros, de mal gusto, y que la gente los había relegado al submundo de la declamación.



[Me gusta mi futura facultad, ojalá el año que viene pueda decir lo mismo. ]