MARIA DO SAMEIRO BARROSO
A Bird Across My Face
Endless dreams,
the purple heaven,
a bird across my
face
- your heart a wonder -,
the miracle of
life unfolding light
while you live
in the shelters
of green,
breathing, loving,
bringing the
rain inside you.
Earth corrodes
skeletons.
And you survive
in the splendor
of light,
in the flowers
of indigence,
in the stages of
hunger.
Your heart is a
deep, green
valley,
your sounds are
a musical
piece,
your dream is a
white bird,
pomegranate
juice,
a whisper of
peace.
Your hands are
blissful
feelings of the
earth.
There Is No Country For Feeling
There is no
country for feeling,
for the unquiet
moon,
the birds are
dying in the sky,
the clouds are singing,
the rivers are
caught
in their
sensuous stream.
My hands are
young fish,
strange ivory,
my words have
sailed to the seas,
my rhymes are
like a whisper,
a wounded sword.
My sounds are a
shadow,
my lungs are
spongy letters,
misty matter,
organic dew,
longing to
survive.
Add Me To Your Poem
Add me to your
poem,
join me to your
islands,
The sun is still
a draft of colours,
my name is a
night of brightness.
Add me to your
poems,
join me to your
islands,
take me from
this wasteland.
Sweet dates
drive me
from the palm
trees of desire.
Green ships
drive me
to the golden
syrup of exile.
MARIA DO SAMEIRO BARROSO (Portugal) is a medical doctor
and a multilingual poet, translator, essayist and researcher in Portuguese and
German Literature, translations studies and History of Medicine. She has
authored over 40 books of poetry, published in Portugal, Brazil, Spain, France,
Serbia, Belgium, Albany, USA, and translations and essays. Her poems are
translated into over twenty languages. She was awarded the Prize of the
Académie Européene des Sciences, des Arts et des Lettres (AESAL) 2020.
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