SONNETTRIP 57 #0235 CONVICTED SONNET Do not think I want to renounce that which in sonnets I've written. To pose as repentant, as contrite, is the state I wish never to reach. Bocage and Kafka occupy their places even though "Tear up my works!" they've said. My place, minuscule, restricted, became still smaller after I went blind. Therefore, inch by inch, it's my turf, which I don't give up not even in agony, despite all the depravity and obscenity. Other feet, which are my mania, step on that turf. In the verse, its meter can be short. On the tongue, it doesn't exhaust nor expiate.
SONNETTO CONVICTO Não pensem que pretendo renegar aquillo que em sonnetto tenho escripto. Posar de arrependido, de contrito, é poncto a que jamais quero chegar. Bocage e Kafka occupam seu logar ainda que "Me rasguem!" tenham dicto. O meu logar, minusculo, restricto, ficou 'inda menor appós cegar. Portanto, palmo a palmo, é meu terreno, do qual não abro mão nem na agonia, malgrado todo o torpe e todo o obsceno. Palmilham-no outros pés, minha mania. No verso pode ter metro pequeno. Na lingua, não se exgotta nem se expia.
