João Tomaz Parreira

The Cock

A cock
sang and other answered
that is there
in the wind
at is mobile place
something dark
starts undoing itself
in clarity, the night
goes for other latitudes
something began
is restored at the windows
the houses answer
other animals retake in
the backyards
the domesticated life
repeating without joy
in tedium
A cock
started with the routine
in all his chant
from the silence
proceeding.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 15, 2006
Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 15, 2010

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