Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Maria Del Carmen Paiva

After all have past;
from the initial rupture,
from the all-too-sad alterations
and from the initial abnegation
that reconciled me to the opposite
[of forgetfulness;
after that battle in which my belly burned
until they remained sculpted
in the image of my exhaustion
in the exuberant sky
of those days;
and later
from the declines in the nightfall
and from the proposals that rose up
to accept what I no longer can,
the brilliant dawn came
with vague contents
of naked occupations
with innumerable admirations
for the rest of the world and the things
that also deserve my attention,
although it was only like a faint
in the magical sphere
and, sleep walking, inhaled a bit of freshness.

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