25.2.07

 

Poemas favoritos LXI
Favorite poems LXI


Segredo

Paulo Leminski

Eu, hoje, acordei mais cedo
e, azul, tive uma idéia clara.
Só existe um segredo.
Tudo está na cara.
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How Poetry Comes To Me
Gary Snyder

It comes blundering over the
Boulders at night, it stays
Frightened outside the
Range of my campfire
I go to meet it at the
Edge of the light

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