<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=499139" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Transit</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A woman I have never seen before<br>Steps from the darkness of her town-house door<br>At just that crux of time when she is made<br>So beautiful that she or time must fade.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What use to claim that as she tugs her gloves<br>A phantom heraldry of all the loves<br>Blares from the lintel? That the staggered sun<br>Forgets, in his confusion, how to run?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still, nothing changes as her perfect feet<br>Click down the walk that issues in the street,<br>Leaving the stations of her body there<br>Like whips that map the countries of the air.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Richard+Wilbur">Richard Wilbur</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=499139" data-title="Transit de Richard Wilbur" data-description="A woman I have never seen before Steps from the darkness of her town-house door At just that crux of time when she is made So beautiful that she or time must fade. What use to claim that as she tugs her gloves A phantom heraldry of all the loves ..."></div> </div> </div>

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