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HOMME

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Hermes, scorched by the sun, where all is revealed.

Strength paired with the kindness of a bull.

Love projected from the highest angle.

From there, the journey begins, the world catches some glimpse

The voyage descending into aquatic depths.

The battle, secret, demands an apnea dive.

Art, that one, will emerge dry and well-cured.

A declaration of independence pinned to the sand, no flag required, as a mighty shaman of Nordic blood begins to play a Mexican tune.

Then, with a cactus held high, rock ’n’ roll begins, alchemy of the arid into a short circuit.

Immaculate rigor, Martian effort, good tequila.

To hit the mark, joy must be stronger than the rock.

Translated from my 2020 book, Nem Paz, Nem Guerra (Urutau). For more of my original work in Portuguese, please visit my website.

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Pedro Góis Nogueira
Pedro Góis Nogueira

Written by Pedro Góis Nogueira

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