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TO BE A POET

To be a poet is to be taller, to be greater than men!
To bite like someone who kisses!
To be a beggar and give like someone
who is King of the Kingdom of Here and Beyond Pain!
To have the splendor of a thousand desires
And not even know what you desire!
To have a flaming star inside,
To have claws and wings of a condor!
To be hungry,
To thirst for Infinity!
For a helmet, the mornings of gold and satin...
It is to condense the world in a single cry!
And it is to love you,like this, madly...
It is to be soul and blood and life in me
And to tell everyone singing it!

Florbela Espanca, in "Charneca em Flor

"8 December 1894 – 8 December 1930"