João Tomaz Parreira

The Hand To The Way Of E.E.Cummings

the hand slips(in the love things
the same hand that it dries the tears) and
to do to explode the silence
the hand(that invents new rhythms
the hand
that guides a child until the its house) tightens
an other hand.

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Poem Edited: Saturday, November 13, 2010

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