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compare, analyze and find the metaphors of these poems; The afternoon sun; days of 1903; and Body Remember...?
Body, RememberBody, remember not only how much you were loved,not only the beds on which you lay,but also those desires for you that glowed plainly in the eyes,and trembled in the voice-and some chance obstacle made futile.Now that all of them belong to the past,it almost seems as if you had yielded to those desires-how they glowed,remember in the eyes gazing at you;how they trembled in the voice, for you, remember, body.CavafyDays turkish rugs of 1903 I never found them again -all lost so quickly...the poetic eyes, the pale face...in the darkening street...I didn't find them any more -mine entirely by chance,and so easily given up,then longed for so painfully.The poetic eyes, the pale face,those lips -I didn't find them any more.The Afternoon Sun by C. P. Cavafy Translated by Aliki Barnstone This room, how well I know it. Now they rent it and the one next door as commercial offices. The whole house became offices for agents and merchants and companies. Ah. this room, how familiar. The couch was near the door, here; in front, a Turkish rug; near the couch, two yellow vases on a shelf. On the right, no, across from it, was an armoire with a mirror. In the middle, the table where he wrote and three wicker chairs. Next to the window was the bed where we made love so many times. These sad things must still be somewhere. Next to the window was the bed; the afternoon sun spread across halfway....One afternoon at four o'clock, we separated, just for a week....Alas, that week became forever.
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