http://soundcloud.com/ricardo-andrade-8/o-voo-das-plumas

 

O voo das plumas

A flecha em plumas,
zumbindo ao estio,
arqueando ruma

– dedos em cio.
Etérea ao eixo,
gira ao sacrifício,

do cego-solar pio –
a flecha, sem plumas.

by Ricardo Andrade and written after a poem by a friend:

Flighted (Octain)
 
Fletched for balance and direction
loosed upon a humming summer,
arcing green, the arrow leaves her
 
tight-strung fingers’ spurt volition.                          
Hurtling, volatile, her volta
pivots, bent on immolation
 
dazzled, solar, sinks, a tumbler
fletched – imbalanced, wrong direction.       

By Becky Kilsby
2012

Thanks, Becky!

http://dversepoets.com/2013/01/19/poetics-foreign-tongues/

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