João Tomaz Parreira
A Brasileira Do Chiado - Poem by João Tomaz Parreira
In the cafe A Brasileira do Chiado
sat the plural Pessoa
Fernando with laughter shaking his lips.
They waited for words to pass among them
and the noise of machines
the silence that tasted their mouths
on the deserted wharf.
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