Brasil de hoje
Venham; Venham
casas e quartos estão cheios de perfumes,
as prateleiras estão cheias de perfumes,
eu respiro a fragrância eu mesmo,
conheço e gosto dela,
Venham, Venham
Celebrar o julho,
sou apaixonada por ele,
estou louca
por estar com você.
Categories:
quartos, business,
Form: Free verse
keeping full trust on the fulia-handloom
some words may be uttered now
some words against the gun
an winter …
some fallen leaves …
some cold wind …
and a big vacuum in mind …
with all those adornments
i’m sitting now
on the terrace of a shiva-temple
in front of me
in a pond covered with hyacinth
the water-play of the ducks
in its water
the shadow of the sky
the shadow of the trees
along the side of the pond
a little child is running alone
with a toy-ball in hand
i don’t wish to know now
whether there is any compares
to that run
i’m only sitting
and staring at
it may not be known to others
but i myself know well
that by speaking those words
I try to hide my sadness… my loneliness…
Oh… instead of gun-powder …
if i could put inside the quartos
any translation of this joy of the child …
those who rule rely on guns
those who want to break the rule
also rely on guns
today when my pen wants
to tell something against the gun
i don’t know whether it will go
in favour or against
the sky… the birds… the trees… mankind …
Categories:
quartos, social, words, child, may,
Form: Prose Poetry