Mais uma poesia de The sentiment of a poet:

Poets like to talk about shepherds

Give me flowers

give me wine

give me women

and I will transform worlds,

galaxies, the universe curvature,

and I will find a solution

for the Zenon paradox.

I know, as if was the fate,

I have to sing shepherds

even without a pastoral flute.

Far way, Vergilius, watches over

his shepherds, and the poets.

Maybe from an anonymous epicurean eye

shepherds will be born again, and poets

can rest in peace.

António Eduardo Lico