The Millennium

The lion will not be quicker than the ox
in pasture search,
the lamb and the bird
will be a poetical form,
the wolf
will have the kiss in its mouth.
The dove and the eagle
will sail in waters
of white silt.
Then an angel will make
of the Earth a lyric state.

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Piet Mondrian

The lines produce
the simple things
the world
Its lines are not
delineating anything
known out
of the world
simple things
as if they had
not been before
the complex metaphor
for the encounters: trees,
houses, fields
connections, that have never
had a name.

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Paris, Inverno de 1994

Paris nessa noite tinha
a luz distribuída pelas gotas da chuva.

Sartre e Beauvoir não estavam lá.

No Café de Flore, três ou quatro
colheres de açúcar afogavam
o amargo do café. Beberam-no
primeiro os meus olhos como um ritual, os lábios
depois, na minha língua
mais tarde escreveria um poema previsível.

Outras vezes, Paris era um bocado
de ar azulado.

poem by João Tomaz Parreira
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