Um país precisa de uma janela por onde se possa olhar

Jorge de Sousa Braga
in O Poeta Nu

2 comentários:

MNN disse...

Por falar em janela, pega lá um poema atirado deste parapeito:
The window is…

This window is confidence,
documenting proceedings,
capturing moments,
cleansing views
challenging sentiment.
This window is nourishment
filling the eyes
with strong drink,
and acidly piercing
over-elaborate structures.
This window is furniture
re-hung like a picture,
recording new outlooks
when the old pleases
no more.
This window is doorway
to feelings,
good feelings and bad,
all of which enter
free of discourtesy.
This window is sanctuary
for victims afflicted
with borrowed ideas,
delivered of barren words
which will not ignite.
This window is respite
from dreary duties
and ill-judged discourse
about nothing
that pleases.
This window eases
the thankless grind
of writing for unimaginative
scene stealers who are deaf
and regrettably blind.
This window is palette
and mirror to life.

Ivan Donn Carswell

Anónimo disse...

Apesar de nem sempre ser agradável o que se vê da janela...