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our eyes

"When the eyes are shut, the true world begins." —1948, Gore Vidal

a true story

the boy and the sea the ocean wanted me, and pulled me into his embrace, made me unconscious and tried to take my breath away, as i was letting go into the light of the sun, my mother heroic pulled me out of the waves, saving her only son. — dio d.

the voice of your eyes

somewhere i have never traveled, gladly beyond any experience, your eyes have their silence: in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me, or which i cannot touch because they are too near your slightest look easily will enclose me though i have closed myself as fingers, you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens (touching skilfully, mysteriously) his first rose or if your wish be to close me, i and my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly, as when the heart of this flower imagines the snow carefully everywhere descending; nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals the power of your intense fragility: whose texture compels me with the color of its countries, rendering death and forever with each breathing (i do not know what it is about you that closes and opens; only something in me understands the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses) nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands — e.e. cummings

we're here because we're here

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o pavão negro

"O pavão negro da escrita abre um leque de opções exibe o luxo do seu traje-cárcere Babel silente no vazio da página prende o tumulto da voz fixa o assalto da mão Última instância rebelde é jogo luta luto grito calado" (Ana Hatherly,O Pavão Negro)

carry

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling) i fear no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true) and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you here is the deepest secret nobody knows (here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)