Carlos de Oliveira

I carry your heart with me

Sarah Moon for Lanvin, Winter 2008. Issue #5.

I carry your heart with me(i carry it in

my heart)i am never without it(anywhere

i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done

by only me is your doing,my darling)

i fear

no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want

no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)

and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant

and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows

(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud

and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows

higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)

and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

I carry your heart with me, e. e. cummings, 1952.

Leitura

The Dead Tree Gives No Shelter, Betra Fraval.

Quando por fim as árvores 

se tornam luminosas; e ardem 

por dentro pressentindo; 

folha a folha; as chamas 

ávidas de frio: 

nimbos e cúmulos coroam 

a tarde, o horizonte, 

com a sua auréola incandescente 

de gás sobre os rebanhos. 

Assim se movem 

as nuvens comovidas 

no anoitecer 

dos grandes textos clássicos. 

Perdem mais densidade; 

ascendem na pálida aleluia 

de que fulgor ainda? 

e são agora 

cumes de colinas rarefeitas 

policopiando à pressa 

a demora das outras 

feita de peso e sombra. 

Carlos de Oliveira, Pastoral, 1977.