sexta-feira, 28 de junho de 2013

Reponho uma poesia do poemário Amanhecer obscuro:


Once… a few verses


Once I wrote a few verses

there were nightingales on your fingers,
green snakes grew up from your hair
as if Spring was inside you

I wrote a few more
but I can’t remember them
they were destroyed
by the acid only time has

someone told me
that using the word acid
was good for my poetry
critics love reading
this word trough the poems

oh critics, see how well
I use the word acid!
What? No, I am not a chemist
nor even a grammarian
I just draw words
without knowing the meaning

If I was a poet, pardon, a critic
or a thin literate, I should know
that nightingales belong to the dawn
and snakes to the Scriptures.
Spring is a question of Cancer
or Capricorn, all depends on latitude.
I am not a geographer
and I have to finish some verses:

there were nightingales on your fingers,
green snakes grew up from your hair
as if was Spring inside you…

If you don’t mind!

António Eduardo Lico

6 comentários:

  1. Por encima de todo lo que digan, cada uno deja salir de sí lo que hay dentro. No se puede gustar a todo el mundo; pero una parte del mundo adora tus poesías :)

    Un beso.

    Me gustan ,mucho

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    1. Asi es. Verdad que no se puede agradar a todo el mundo, a todas las personas.
      Gracias a todos que les gustan mis letras.
      Buen fin de semana.
      Besos.

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  2. los críticos hacen su trabajo
    hay quienes les consideran para todo
    y hay quienes poco y nada le importa lo que opinen estos señores
    que para gustos ... los colores

    buena fin de semana

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  3. Há sempre um poema à minha espera, não importa em que língua esteja vazado.
    Abraços, amigo,

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    1. Pois é Caro amigo, algumas vezes "saem" umas poesias em línguas estrangeiras. Trata-se de um conjunto de senhoras que moram em mim e que muitas vezes se expressam nessas línguas.
      Abraço.

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