MARIA DO
SAMEIRO BARROSO
Liquid Night
I grow
in the watery lamps, in the shape of music.
In the
liquid night of glowing turquoises,
where
the crops die, I gather the fainting light
that
opens the deformed plasma,
the
honey-combs, the mirrors,
while
insects fly, dispersed and disordered,
bringing
memories of horses, clouds,
ships,
shadows,
fans
evoking ruins, stones,
in the
light and waves of ashes.
I grow
in the towers of nothing.
I grow
within myself and push back
the
walls of the world.
I am the
mist that grows along with the violins,
I
welcome their songs and their hands
of
ivory and music,
and I
welcome the time, the tender time,
where
candles burn, and the clovers claim
the
citrine heart of eternity.
Wisteria
I walk
among pure slopes, wildflowers.
roaming
endlessly,
opening
books of stone,
reading
the candles of fire,
diving
into the streams of death.
Then,
I play the harps of shadow,
I hear
the sounds of the dead,
gathering
seeds, weeds, and clovers.
And I
walk on the light,
my
face anointed by the waters
savouring
the word that convokes
the
secrets of the night,
the
mysteries of spring, the blooming
of
flowers,
my
lungs immersed in the superb scent
of the
wisteria.
Volcanic Water
The
stone of dreams lies deep in the ocean.
It´s a
red skeleton, a capricious hand,
a tree
of countless branches and fingers,
a poem
of darkness, a moving polyp,
blossom
of the sea, a moving word,
a
gentle seaweed growing,
rising
in the fingers of volcanic water.
MARIA DO SAMEIRO
BARROSO
MARIA
DO SAMEIRO BARROSO (Portugal) is a medical doctor and a multilingual poet,
translator, essayist and researcher in Portuguese and German Literature,
translations studies and History of Medicine. She has authored 45 books of
poetry, published in Portugal, Brazil, Spain, France, Serbia, Belgium, Albany,
USA, and translations and essays. Her poems are translated into over twenty
languages. She was awarded the Prize ‘Prayer for Mother Teresa? Gjokovë, Kosovo
2019.
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