Pedro Cescon Poems

(To Akira Kurosawa)

Swimming in the donut-shaped lake,
The carp goes round and round,
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From the scents I know since my birth,
Rain's one is probably the oldest,
And near it all others bear dearth
In willing having rain's scent to best,
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(To 'La Negra')

The tears I pour,
Are all for 'The Black',
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(To the song 'I Wanna be Like You', from The Jungle Book)

To the sound of the sax
I'm the king of the move
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If time was but a lake,
Instead of that sea-like ways,
Perhaps, then, we could make
A better use of all our days,
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What is the meaning of a star?
Mean, what it feels like to you?
And how important stars are?
How far they can come through?
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A fly in the soup...

Certainly ruins a meal,
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Uncaring is the selfish,
For with its sadness and hostility,
And being alone its sole wish,
Destroys the lover's incredible ability:
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(To Brooke)

Falling as a steel ball,
Helpless as a baby,
...