Poetry of Gonzalinho da Costa

THE DESERT It was the Lord, our God, who brought us and our ancestors up out of the land of Egypt, out of the house of slavery.—Josh...

HERMITS OF BETHLEHEM Chester, New Jersey Beyond the threshold is silence. Stillness suffuses like light. The world outside is ...

Sweet fragrant coffee… Sweet fragrant coffee, you fill me with delight, You sharpen my hearing, focus my sight, Waken taste and sm...

2:00 AM No dogs bark at this hour, Desolate, an abandoned field burnt by the sun, Dry shaving curls on a workshop floor long uns...

Your love is a flowing river… Your love is a flowing river leading me toward isolated caverns of tranquility, R estful as the liqu...

ATOP A HIGH MOUNTAIN I have seen a mountain. It all happened very quickly. No body could bear it were the soul there for an hour.— ...

PROLOGUE Gloaming is gradually pushing night away. Casting a magician’s spell, day sweeps His arm in a wide arc, left to right. ...