By Pedro Du Bois (Balneário Camboriú, SC)
(Marina Du
Bois, English version)
I back off:
the amateur song
vainly resonates
where is
the defined sound
in the
song?
Song from
the bind earth
in turns:
the fall from an angel
on the
illuminated building
I fear not
finding the promissed land
to the
prophet. Through the body insolation
I review rough edges
and from the minor building
I plummet remembrances.