segunda-feira, 1 de outubro de 2018


By Pedro Du Bois (Balneário Camboríú,SC)

(Marina Du Bois, English Version)

No use pretending

witches may be



their mocking laugh

their missing teeth

their crooked stares

in concealment

present in prayers

in which the heart confesses

the day: the night arrives

in the laughter that makes us

afraid and disgrace

useless close the doors:

blankets do not protect

from the cold in the solitude of the body.

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