Poem
Márcio-André
we need the air’s intimacy
we need the air’s intimacyin order to bear the force of gravity –
in the jump : the inside cut of words
blue : this atmosphere : blue
whitewashing the peel of the youngest fruit
or waiting
outside the door
for the morning to be other
for the thing’s sense no longer houses the thing
and weighs less freed from its meanings
and poetry only writes what punctuation allows
fractured fruit in the wind’s design
when everybody wakes up the city dreams
aloof from itself and from time –
© Translation: 2012, Ana Hudson
je moet vertrouweling zijn van de lucht
je moet vertrouweling zijn van de luchtom de zwaartekracht te kunnen dragen –
de sprong: de inwendige snede van de woorden
blauw : deze atmosfeer : blauw
de schil van de jongste vruchten kalkend
of voor de deur
hopend
dat de ochtend anders is
want de zin van het ding omvat het ding niet meer
en weegt minder ontdaan van zijn betekenissen
en poëzie schrijft slechts wat de interpunctie toestaat
gebarsten fruit op de gedachte van de wind
als iedereen ontwaakt droomt de stad
vreemd aan zichzelf en aan de tijd –
© Vertaling: 2012, Arie Pos
é preciso ser confidente do ar
para suportar a força da gravidade –
no salto : o corte interno das palavras
azul : esta atmosfera : azul
caiando a casca das frutas mais novas
ou diante da porta
à espera
que a manhã seja outra
pois o sentido da coisa já não acomoda a coisa
e pesa menos livre de seus sentidos
e a poesia só escreve o que a pontuação permite
fruta fendida na idéia do vento
quando todos despertam a cidade sonha
estrangeira de si mesma e do tempo –
para suportar a força da gravidade –
no salto : o corte interno das palavras
azul : esta atmosfera : azul
caiando a casca das frutas mais novas
ou diante da porta
à espera
que a manhã seja outra
pois o sentido da coisa já não acomoda a coisa
e pesa menos livre de seus sentidos
e a poesia só escreve o que a pontuação permite
fruta fendida na idéia do vento
quando todos despertam a cidade sonha
estrangeira de si mesma e do tempo –
© 2012, Márcio-André
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we need the air’s intimacy
we need the air’s intimacyin order to bear the force of gravity –
in the jump : the inside cut of words
blue : this atmosphere : blue
whitewashing the peel of the youngest fruit
or waiting
outside the door
for the morning to be other
for the thing’s sense no longer houses the thing
and weighs less freed from its meanings
and poetry only writes what punctuation allows
fractured fruit in the wind’s design
when everybody wakes up the city dreams
aloof from itself and from time –
© 2012, Ana Hudson
we need the air’s intimacy
we need the air’s intimacyin order to bear the force of gravity –
in the jump : the inside cut of words
blue : this atmosphere : blue
whitewashing the peel of the youngest fruit
or waiting
outside the door
for the morning to be other
for the thing’s sense no longer houses the thing
and weighs less freed from its meanings
and poetry only writes what punctuation allows
fractured fruit in the wind’s design
when everybody wakes up the city dreams
aloof from itself and from time –
© 2012, Ana Hudson
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