observai o observador observado*: i speak. i say. kiss. tongue. clear white words. wish i had the poet's tongue.

segunda-feira, janeiro 23, 2006

i speak. i say. kiss. tongue. clear white words. wish i had the poet's tongue.

«Língua dos Versos

Língua;
língua da fala;
língua recebida lábio
a lábio; beijo
ou sílaba;
clara, leve, limpa;
língua
da água, da terra, da cal;
materna casa da alegria
e da mágoa;
dança do sol e do sal;
língua em que escrevo;
ou antes: falo.»

texto: Eugénio de Andrade.
imagem: Roy Lichtenstein «The kiss» 1962

1 Comments:

At 6:34 da tarde, Sarita said...: did I ever told you lichtenstein is one of my favourite 'painters'??
another thing we have in common:-)

I remember our first kiss... the world stood still around us, and stars were shooting across the sky allthough it was broad day.
how I wish to feel your sweet lips again.

a thousand kisses for my lovely portuguese lover/ poet
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