Lauro Marques Poems

Today, I woke up and blindfolded, still,
I could not feel the beating of my pulse.
It was very dark yet
and only the singing of a solitary
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I wanted to write a poem in red

with all the qualities that red has:
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Like a river chained

Forced to go ahead
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But we can't
avoid the dew
when evening falls-
thought is like a landing.
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I' ve just shown to someone
a poem
I've recently written.
Someone said to me:
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The Swedish Academy
awarded a Nobel Prize
to a Swedish poet, already old, speechless,
who was paralyzed on the right side
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Poets are always at war
Poets are always at war
Poets with a shot in their legs, sequels
And I... Master of my own failed verses
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Poetry is a fallen monarch
poor begotten
wandering in the streets
in her wretched rags
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'I have written
beautiful books',
said Nietzsche
to his Nazi sister
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