Poetry of Gonzalinho da Costa

SONNET I have never written a sonnet, and I never would, But for the memory of our love I will write one to remember. You are ete...

Reflecting on your tranquil life… Reflecting on your tranquil life, I gaze at you in repose, your eyes pearls shaken loose from treet...

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...