Fala-me de teu silêncio,
confirma tua ausência,
desliza tua nulidade
   pelos tobogãs de meus nervos,
apaga a vela de meus santos,
aniquila de vez
   toda minha pregnância.

- André Melo

He was forty.

Now he was free. To do what? He knew no one whom he

    cared to marry. And who would go into his poverty?

If he were to give up this work he knew so well, to what else

    could he turn?

He would just keep on. He had lost this world and knew there

    was no other.

- Charles Reznikoff

he left
and that makes me choose
only people who leave

or did i pick him
already knowing he'd leave?

was it i who first left?
left whom?
myself?

- andré melo

arduos task

Last year I abstained
this year I devour

- Margaret Atwood

Ah listen, for Silence is not lonely:
Imitate the magnificent trees
That speak no word of their rapture, but only
Breathe largely the luminous breeze

- D. H. Lawrence