Poem of the day: Sonnet—Silence

Edgar Allan Poe

Sonnet—Silence

There are some qualities—some incorporate things,
That have a double life, which thus is made
A type of that twin entity which springs
From matter and light, evinced in solid and shade.
There is a two-fold Silence—sea and shore—
Body and soul. One dwells in lonely places,
Newly with grass o'ergrown; some solemn graces,
Some human memories and tearful lore,
Render him terrorless: his name's "No More."
He is the corporate Silence: dread him not!
No power hath he of evil in himself;
But should some urgent fate (untimely lot!)
Bring thee to meet his shadow (nameless elf,
That haunteth the lone regions where hath trod
No foot of man,) commend thyself to God!

Poem of the day; White Nights

Paul Auster

White Nights

No one here,
and the body
says: whatever is said
is not to be said. But no one
is a body as well,
and what the body says
is heard by no one
but you.

Snowfall
and night. The repetition
of a murder
among the trees. The pen
moves
across the earth: it no longer knows
what will happen, and the hand that
holds it
has disappeared.

Nevertheless, it writes.
It writes:
in the beginning,
among the trees, a body came walking
from the night. It
writes:
the body's whiteness
is the color of earth. It is earth,
and
the earth writes: everything
is the color of silence.

I am no
longer here. I have never said
what you say
I have said. And yet, the body
is a place
where nothing dies. And each night,
from the silence of the
trees, you know
that my voice
comes walking toward you.

The next book I'll be reading: The Killer Inside Me

I read a review about this book, and the title intrigued me. Later I found out that apparently it is a classic. I'm just curious about the story. I read a lot of these type of books about killers and the lives of killers. So I bought the book. Not in Portugal of course, all the books are too expensive here, I always buy them from either the UK or the USA because I refuse to pay 20 Euros for a book and make the publishers' rich. I do it on principle. If a book can cost 5 Euros in the UK, why is it 18 or 20 Euros here? I will not abide to that. Besides, most of the books written in English are not available in Portugal anyway, might as well. I guess they are cheaper because they read more, it's an obvious assumption. Same thing goes for CDs and DVDs. I wonder...