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Poem

Márcio-André

we need the air’s intimacy

we need the air’s intimacy
in order to bear the force of gravity –
 
in the jump : the inside cut of words
 
blue : this atmosphere : blue
 
whitewashing the peel of the youngest fruit
or waiting
outside the door
for the morning to be other
 
for the thing’s sense no longer houses the thing
and weighs less freed from its meanings
 
and poetry only writes what punctuation allows
 
fractured fruit in the wind’s design
 
when everybody wakes up the city dreams
aloof from itself and from time –

je moet vertrouweling zijn van de lucht

je moet vertrouweling zijn van de lucht
om de zwaartekracht te kunnen dragen –
 
de sprong: de inwendige snede van de woorden
 
blauw : deze atmosfeer : blauw
 
de schil van de jongste vruchten kalkend
of voor de deur
hopend
dat de ochtend anders is
 
want de zin van het ding omvat het ding niet meer
en weegt minder ontdaan van zijn betekenissen
 
en poëzie schrijft slechts wat de interpunctie toestaat
 
gebarsten fruit op de gedachte van de wind
 
als iedereen ontwaakt droomt de stad
vreemd aan zichzelf en aan de tijd –

é preciso ser confidente do ar
para suportar a força da gravidade –
 
no salto : o corte interno das palavras
 
azul : esta atmosfera : azul
 
caiando a casca das frutas mais novas
ou diante da porta
à espera
que a manhã seja outra
 
pois o sentido da coisa já não acomoda a coisa
e pesa menos livre de seus sentidos
 
e a poesia só escreve o que a pontuação permite
 
fruta fendida na idéia do vento
 
quando todos despertam a cidade sonha
estrangeira de si mesma e do tempo –
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we need the air’s intimacy

we need the air’s intimacy
in order to bear the force of gravity –
 
in the jump : the inside cut of words
 
blue : this atmosphere : blue
 
whitewashing the peel of the youngest fruit
or waiting
outside the door
for the morning to be other
 
for the thing’s sense no longer houses the thing
and weighs less freed from its meanings
 
and poetry only writes what punctuation allows
 
fractured fruit in the wind’s design
 
when everybody wakes up the city dreams
aloof from itself and from time –

we need the air’s intimacy

we need the air’s intimacy
in order to bear the force of gravity –
 
in the jump : the inside cut of words
 
blue : this atmosphere : blue
 
whitewashing the peel of the youngest fruit
or waiting
outside the door
for the morning to be other
 
for the thing’s sense no longer houses the thing
and weighs less freed from its meanings
 
and poetry only writes what punctuation allows
 
fractured fruit in the wind’s design
 
when everybody wakes up the city dreams
aloof from itself and from time –
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