Javalis
Casal ruivo dançando tango dentro do sonho da padaria
Teu sorriso é um livro de setecentas e setenta e sete páginas terminados
em flor
A solidão dos javalis nadando no Discovery Channel.
Diego Moraes
Retirado daqui.
“Books are finite, sexual encounters are finite, but the desire to read and to fuck is infinite; it surpasses our own deaths, our fears, our hopes for peace.” ― Roberto Bolaño
terça-feira, 20 de janeiro de 2015
segunda-feira, 19 de janeiro de 2015
quarta-feira, 14 de janeiro de 2015
domingo, 11 de janeiro de 2015
quinta-feira, 8 de janeiro de 2015
Valentine - Owen Sheers
The water torture of your heels
emptying before me down that Paris street,
evacuated as the channels of our hearts.
That will be one memory.
The swing of the tassels on your skirt
each step filling out the curve of your hip;
your wet lashes, the loss of everything we’d learnt.
That will be another.
Then later – holding each other on the hotel bed
like a pair of wrecked voyagers
who had thought themselves done for,
only to wake washed up on the shore
uncertain in their exhaustion
whether to laugh or weep.
Owen Sheers. Skirrid Hill, 2005.
terça-feira, 6 de janeiro de 2015
sábado, 3 de janeiro de 2015
Love, Like Water - Julia Copus
Love, Like Water
Tumbling from some far-flung cloud
into your bathroom alone, to sleeve
a toe, five toes, a metatarsal arch,
it does its best to being indifference
to the body, but will go on creeping
up to the neck till its reading the skin
like Braille, though you're certain it sees
under the surface of things and knows
the route your nerves take as they branch
from the mind, which lately has been curling
in on itself like the spine of a dog
as it circles a patch of ground to sleep.
Now through the dappled window,
propped open slightly for the heat,
a light rain is composing
the lake it falls into, the way a lover's hand
composes the body it touches - Love,
like water! How to gives and gives,
wearing the deepest of grooves in our sides
and filling them up again, ever so gently
wounding us, making us whole.
Julia Copus. In Defense of Adultery. Bloodaxe, 2003.
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