João Tomaz Parreira

The River

I listen to this river
in the border
I wash my feet
in the sadness
my reflex
printed in the silk of the water? I reunite
with the glass of the hands
the foam of my face.

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 20, 2010

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