Επιμέλεια: Εύα Πετροπούλου Λιανού
Sad poem
It’s sad, a stubborn flesh
A shared bone
Offered the thankless days
It’s sad, the boring earrings
That consumes the burning of the lobes
It’s sad, all the quiet routines
Unrelated to reproduction
It’s sad, my feeling, the decision
I’m the saddest, saddest
Cold blooded
It’s cold and dirty but it’s alive
The cluck feeds
With the resentment of being born
Anger blinds the noise
The truth gallops in the thirst
The keys despise the feeling
Nerves squeeze color
The smile and the moon die
In this womb of black blood
Break mountains
Break thoughts from the mountains
Breaks rocks of friendships
Breaks to the blood
But break everything that doesn’t take you to
The mountain of love
Glória Sofia, 1985, Cape Verde, has been invited from Harvard University, and more 3 universities to reading and conversation. She has poems and books translated in many languages and participated in many International Poetry Festivals. She has been nominated and winner in a few literature awards.
