Carlos Drummond de Andrade

Poetry - Poem by Carlos Drummond de Andrade

I spent one hour thinking of a verse
my pen does not want to write.
Yet, it is here inside
restless, alive.
It is here inside
and does not wish to get out.
But the poetry of this very moment
overflows my whole life.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 24, 2010

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