Poetry of Gonzalinho da Costa
Saturday, May 6, 2017
The unconscious...
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The unconscious... The unconscious, according to Freud, Is individual, unknowingly employed. His colleague, Jung, said, It’s ...
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Sunday, April 16, 2017
Semana Santa
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SEMANA SANTA The time of year when the world Transforms into the inside of a tin can Cooking in the noontime sun Is when Jesus C...
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Sunday, April 9, 2017
The House of Aguinaldo
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THE HOUSE OF AGUINALDO To Emilio Aguinaldo Your name means Christmas gift, And yes, you bestowed Upon your country A fine gi...
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Thursday, March 30, 2017
The Ladder of Silence
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THE LADDER OF SILENCE The ladder of silence consists of seven steps. The first step is habitual prayer. The second step is to...
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Friday, March 24, 2017
Irony
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IRONY Darkness is luminous: It bends as light. Day is over: It rises with night. A clock is a statue; A desert, a lake. ...
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Wednesday, March 1, 2017
I eat dry bread…
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I eat dry bread… I eat dry bread in the desert: It tastes like a cake of dust. I breathe in and out powdery clouds: Nostrils si...
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Tuesday, February 14, 2017
Dame Tu Corazon: Cuatro Poemas
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The condor wheels… The condor wheels, Currents, warm, rise, Noon pulsates, Shadows entice, Stillness, a wing, Silence bea...
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