Preocupações de vários tipos
The clouds are preoccupied
as its million children
will fall on the earth. Continue reading Preocupações de vários tipos
Tag: Life
Rhythms
Many a thing possesses.
Including My heart which has one.
My bedside alarm clock has one.
It’s cycles of numbers repeating itself,
Must qualify as a rhythm likewise.
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Continue reading “Rhythms”
meu doce pequeno amigo
Eu sou glicose.
I am glucose
Eu tenho mais energia.
I have a lot of energy
As pessoas gostam muito.
people like me
Eu dou a vida para você,
I give life to you
e também para a alevedura.
and to yeast as well.
~ Continue reading “meu doce pequeno amigo”
Imaginar um mundo onde…
Would humans eventually fall Prey to the mind ? Continue reading Imaginar um mundo onde…
Dois homens velhos
Marianetti Castanelli,
a man in his 70s, mustachioed,
sporting a big paunch,
and wearing shorts and
a shirt – with the top three buttons open,
big faced, with a gait as that of a dancing Buddha, Continue reading “Dois homens velhos”
Um dia para lembrar
The second of March
dois mil e e dezesseis
was a day to remember,
for many a few. Continue reading Um dia para lembrar
A gigantic spherical vessel
{In a gigantic spherical vessel, Of some mass of 1000 exa tonnes, With some three trillion trees And another million trillion trillion of pr0-microbes, Hosting billions of bipeds And a Gogol of insects, And still hanging in space, Protecting itself from the Harmful rays, Where is the room for feelings and emotions, For fear and hate ?} Continue reading A gigantic spherical vessel
A precious gift
Nevertheless
For days hence,
I shall admire the night
with awe, Continue reading A precious gift
Closing ones borders and other such things…
[How does the yeast know.
When and where to close its boundary.
I shall always wonder.
Often nature is attributed
To a random process.
Yet, it functions.
As though it has a heart
Of its own.] Continue reading “Closing ones borders and other such things…”
Living life: As it happens
{
A worker ant, it was
carrying a leaf blade,
almost ten times its size,
was crossing the bicycle lane,
from one side to the other,
very carefully, never letting Continue reading “Living life: As it happens”
Perpetual Motion of Thought 