Oración a los vivos para perdonarles que estén vivos

Poema de Charlotte Delbo

Do not go gentle into that good night

Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the …

Invictus

Out of the night that covers me, black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be for my unconquerable soul.     In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. under the bludgeonings of chance my head is bloody, but unbowed.     Beyond this …