quarta-feira, 4 de julho de 2018

Adriano Nunes: “Freedom" - to my mother

“Freedom" - to my mother

Another rainy morning.
It seems that Favonius
To play is ready -
He is knocking on the door
Of my home now.
How he likes doors very much!
How to get away through
The doors and windows
Is all that matters to him!
He does not stop, 
He comes and goes and
Comes back, turns, 
And does not get dizzy.
Papers and pencils 
Are thrown into vacuum
Of his rapid movement,
And, to the ground, 
They are thrown,
Without any purpose.
I smile because I understand
That this is real freedom,
What we know of it.
And I let escape from
My being my thoughts.
See! They are, out there,
Playing with him,
This rainy morning!

Adriano Nunes

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