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Poem

Carlos de Oliveira

Fog

The city falling
house by house
from the sky down to the hills,
from top to bottom built
by rain and fog,
found
that other city rising
from the ground, with a moonlight
of gleaming windows,
and in the air
the shock destroyed them
silently,
so that all that could be seen
was the city that did not exist.

Nevoeiro

Nevoeiro

A cidade caía
casa a casa
do céu sobre as colinas,
construída de cima para baixo
por chuvas e neblinas,
encontrava
a outra cidade que subia
do chão com o luar
das janelas acesas
e nop ar
o choque as destruía
silenciosamente,
de modo que se via
apenas a cidade inexistente.
Close

Fog

The city falling
house by house
from the sky down to the hills,
from top to bottom built
by rain and fog,
found
that other city rising
from the ground, with a moonlight
of gleaming windows,
and in the air
the shock destroyed them
silently,
so that all that could be seen
was the city that did not exist.

Fog

The city falling
house by house
from the sky down to the hills,
from top to bottom built
by rain and fog,
found
that other city rising
from the ground, with a moonlight
of gleaming windows,
and in the air
the shock destroyed them
silently,
so that all that could be seen
was the city that did not exist.
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