Poem
Gonçalo M. Tavares
Water
In the café they bring me a glass of wateras if it could solve all my problems.
How ridiculous, I think: there is no solution.
And yet, after drinking the water,
I stop feeling thirsty.
And this exclusively organic sensation
brings me a moment of calm.
How well they understand philosophy, I think,
and then go back to my anxiety.
A água
A água
No café trazem-me um copo com águacomo se ele resolvesse todos os meus problemas.
É ridículo – penso – não há saída.
No entanto, depois de beber a água
fico sem sede.
E a sensação exclusiva do organismo
acalma-me por momentos.
Como eles sabem de filosofia – penso –
e regresso, logo a seguir, à angústia.
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Water
In the café they bring me a glass of wateras if it could solve all my problems.
How ridiculous, I think: there is no solution.
And yet, after drinking the water,
I stop feeling thirsty.
And this exclusively organic sensation
brings me a moment of calm.
How well they understand philosophy, I think,
and then go back to my anxiety.
Water
In the café they bring me a glass of wateras if it could solve all my problems.
How ridiculous, I think: there is no solution.
And yet, after drinking the water,
I stop feeling thirsty.
And this exclusively organic sensation
brings me a moment of calm.
How well they understand philosophy, I think,
and then go back to my anxiety.
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