Carlos Drummond de Andrade
Souvenir Of The Ancient World
Clara strolled in the garden with the children.
The sky was green over the grass,
the water was golden under the bridges,
other elements were blue and rose and orange,
a policeman smiled, bicycles passed,
a girl stepped onto the lawn to catch a bird,
the whole world--Germany, China--
all was quiet around Clara.
The children looked at the sky: it was not forbidden.
Mouth, nose, eyes were open. There was no danger.
What Clara feared were the flu, the heat, the insects.
Clara feared missing the eleven o'clock trolley:
She waited for letters slow to ...
An Ox Looks At Man
They are more delicate even than shrubs and they run
and run from one side to the other, always forgetting
Surely they lack I don't know what
basic ingredient, though they present themselves
as noble or serious, at times.
Oh, terribly serious,
Poor things, one would say that they hear