quarta-feira, 10 de abril de 2013

Reponho uma poesia do poemário Que de dentro não se vê:


Padington

At Padington, the train was a blue bird
flying on the grey walls.
The train whistle sounded,
hoarse and melancholy, leaving his steel cage.
At Padington, time stopped on the grey walls
and flew with the long good-bye of the blue bird.

António Eduardo Lico

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