somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond any experience,your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near your slightest look easily will unclose me though i have closed myself as fingers, you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens (touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose or if your wish be to close me, i and my life will shut very beautifully ,suddenly, as when the heart of this flower imagines the snow carefully everywhere descending; nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility:whose texture compels me with the color of its countries, rendering death and forever with each breathing (i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens;only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses) nobody,not even the rain,has such small hands - E. E. Cummings O objetivo é desafiar 5 amigos. Cada um terá um prazo de 24 horas para postar uma poesia em sua própria linha do tempo e indicar mais 5 amigos para cumprir o desafio, caso contrário deverá presentear quem o desafiou com um livro de poesias. Rita Loureiro Graça Matheus Palma Rocha Marcus Vinícius Marília Araújo Mariana Montenegro (:
Posted on: Wed, 12 Mar 2014 17:41:49 +0000
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