We need the air's intimacy Poem by Márcio- André

we need the air's intimacy
in order to bear the force of gravity -

in the jump : the inside cut of words

blue : this atmosphere : blue

whitewashing the peel of the youngest fruit
or waiting
outside the door
for the morning to be other

for the thing's sense no longer houses the thing
and weighs less freed from its meanings

and poetry only writes what punctuation allows

fractured fruit in the wind's design

when everybody wakes up the city dreams
aloof from itself and from time -

Translation: Ana Hudson