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Sunday, March 12, 2006

first encountered this poem in a translation class. read aloud it makes one of the most beautiful soundscapes i've ever heard and etched into my heart are many recitations to myself and others, especially mary, one in particular while waiting for the bus in front of the rockies on a warm spring day when allofasudden baptised by a sunshower, smiles all over. it was perfect. belongs in the infamous category of poetry i mumble to myself at night, perhaps in place of prayer


MAÇÃ


Por um lado te vejo como um seio murcho
Por outro como um ventre
Cujo umbigo pende ainda o cordão placentário
És vermelha como o amor divino
Dentro de ti em pequenas pevides
palpita a vida prodigiosa
Infinitamente...

E quedas tão simples
Ao lado de um talher
Num quarto pobre de hotel.