Ut Ars Natura / Ut Natura Ars – II / Texturas vegetales

 

 

 

 

 

Here spirituality the translatress, the openly-avow’d,

The ever-tending, the finale of visible forms,

The satisfier, after due long-waiting now advancing.

Yes here comes my mistress the soul.

 

The soul,

Forever and forever—longer than soil is brown and solid—longer than

water ebbs and flows.

I will make the poems of materials, for I think they are to be the most

spiritual poems,

And I will make the poems of my body and of mortality,

For I think I shall then supply myself with the poems of my soul and of

immortality.

 

Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass, Book II – Starting from Paumanok [5-6]

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Tomás García

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