Florian Ritter

Florian Ritter

National Insecurity - Tomas Tranströmer

The Under Secretary leans forward and draws an X

and her ear-drops dangle like swords of Damocles.

As a mottled butterfly is invisible against the ground

so the demon merges with the opened newspaper.

A helmet worn by no one has taken power.

The mother-turtle flees flying under the water.

 

“National Insecurity” from New and Collected Poems by Tomas Transtromer, translated by Robin Fulton. Published in 1997 by Bloodaxe Books

Espiral

Fotografia de Henri Cartier-Bresson

Jack and the Bear

Um poema de Rui Pires Cabral

Servíamos a noite.

Mudos, esperávamos 
um futuro incerto
e um navio negro.

Ambos vazios.

Éramos, ainda,
o desgosto de um Inverno
escrito na parede
suja
da demora.

Broken, Paralelo W, 2013.