Explore "35 Sonnets" by Fernando Pessoa on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
How can I think, or edge my thoughts to action, / When the miserly press of each day's need / Aches to a narrowness of spilled distraction / My soul appalled at the world's work's time-greed? / How can I pause my thoughts upon the task / My soul was born to think that it must do / When every moment has a thought to ask / To fit the immediate craving of its cue? / The coin I'd heap for marrying my Muse / And build our home i'th' greater Time-to-be / Becomes dissolved by needs of each day's use / And I feel beggared of infinity, / Like a true-Christian sinner, each day flesh-driven / By his own act to forfeit his wished heaven.