Poetry of Gonzalinho da Costa

Blue Train To John Coltrane I heard your blue train traveling by, coolly As fresh waters of a brook...a cloudless aquamarine sky ...

You walk along shoulders… You walk along shoulders of bamboo groves, Starlight treads in your footsteps. You go forward with ...

OCULAR MIGRAINE I heard a headache Hammering away. Heavy blows broke off Block fragments. Tiny chips scattered, Peas bounci...

I seek the silence… I seek the silence of a secluded lake, Of a moment in time When the past is suspended, Of a mountain valley...

BATANES I am a traveler In my heart To a place of sky and sea— A sky so pure, Deepest blue, Sea, same color As the sky— ...

SOLITUDE If a jar of wine is left in place a long time, the wine in it becomes clear, settled, and fragrant. …So you, too, should st...

COFFEE Coffee is a brown man Made from soil, Pressed into shape, Fired shiny, Waxen as a lizard, Hat white like dried-ou...