First Meetings
Helen Mort
after Arseny Tarkovsky
Time came after us,
a madman brandishing a razorblade.
We’ve got so old
even the trees won’t look at us,
the cypress twisted like a flame.
I watched you
take the stairs two at a time. To us,
darling, anything might be an anniversary.
I raise my glass towards
your shadow, disappearing into mine.
- - -
(obrigada, Mário Avelar. quando tiver tempo reentro na UA só para voltar a ter uma cadeira dele, sempre um enorme prazer de descoberta)
and her blog, poetry on the brain.
poesia e neurociência.
light gazing, ışığa bakmak
Friday, July 4, 2014
helen mort
Publicado por Ana V. às 10:34 AM
TAGS Biblioteca de Babel
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