The Uses of Sorrow
(In my sleep I dreamed this poem)
Someone I loved once gave me
a box full of darkness.
It took me years to understand
that this, too, was a gift.
(In my sleep I dreamed this poem)
Someone I loved once gave me
a box full of darkness.
It took me years to understand
that this, too, was a gift.
MARY OLIVER
LOS USOS DEL DOLOR
(Este poema lo soñé cuando dormía)
Alguién a quien una vez amé me regaló
una caja llena de oscuridad.
Me llevó años comprender
que esto, también, era un regalo.
MARY OLIVER
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