Carlos Drummond de Andrade Poems

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,
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What now, José?
The party’s over,
the lights are off,
the crowd’s gone,
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Sweet ghost, why do you visit me
as in other times our bodies visited each other?
Your transparency dampens my skin
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Carlos, keep calm, love
is what you're seeing now;
today a kiss, tomorrow no kiss,
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Who had the idea of slicing time into pieces,
which were given the name of year,
was a genius person.
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João loved Teresa who loved Raimundo
who loved Maria who loved Joaquim
who loved Lili
who loved nobody.
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In the middle of the road there was a stone
there was a stone in the middle of the road
there was a stone
in the middle of the road there was a stone.
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I have only two hands
And the sense of the world,
But I am full of slaves,
My memories flow
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How to wake up without hurt?
Restart without horror?
My sleep carried me
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I create an elephant
of my scarce resources.
Some pieces of wood
taken of old furniture
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