Category: Poems

BEFORE THE FLOOD In the evening trees figures of pure air elongated like cries from afar, and I wonder if this is the farewell or any other sign

ELEGY ON THE SEASHORE How often flooded the tidal wave the beach? Asking me about you. In its eyes shone the glittering and that persistent elegance so peculiar

MOON AND SEA for Oscar Bento Virginal as if no human ever set foot on it: the moon reflecting her beauty in the azure mirror of the sea

WRAP ME Love me like an ordinary being, Not assuming or associating, Love me, if you want, but if you do, Love me without intensity of blue. Not

Today is Sunday. They took me out for the first time into the sun today. And for the first time in my life I was amazed That the

LOOKING FOR SPACE Suddenly he got up And switched off the lights Saying “This room is bigger in the dark As we cannot see the walls” I switched

During the day I was singing with you. At night we slept in the same bed. I wasn’t conscious day or night. I thought I knew who I

To invent the return of the world after its disappearance. And to invent a return to this world since our disappearance. And to reunite the two memories together

  MORNING POEM Sometimes, like a plume of smoke rises somehow from nowhere, appears suddenly on the white sheet the first words, a new poem: dewdrops glittering on

Each time you come back It seems to me as if I see you for the first time: Silvery it flies up from my soul like willow catkins