Friday, June 20, 2014

Antônio Moura / The Wait


by Antônio Moura
Translated by Stefan Tobler

Waiting, standing, on the rock,
between the sea's green sphere

and the star that nears
every night, you speak

more and more mutely,
with a voice that listens to the bottom

of another voice that comes
and saysandoesn't in an echo,

in uh? seaweed language,
a wee bit like this deaf sound:

nada, dressed in body and Karma
while the world dissolves

From Silence river, 2012.

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