Poetry of Gonzalinho da Costa

  Notes on “The Scream by Edvard Munch” by Gonzalinho da Costa: https://poetryofgonzalinhodacosta.blogspot.com/2022/09/notes-on-scream-by-...

    CRUCIFIED WOMAN BY ALMÜTH LUTKENHAUS-LACKEY  Who do you say that I am? You are the woman without property or inheritance rights, w...

OUR LADY OF THE PHILIPPINES Trappist Abbey When the moon climbs the cloudless sky and stillness pours into valleys pooling waters ...

  Icarus     Proud Icarus soared too close to the sun.   Heat melted the wax, his feathers shed.   Wings disintegrating, he fell from the s...

  THE DAY LABORER Fraying at the brim, A hat with holes Darkens his face, Folded and lined. Beneath long sleeves, Torn and s...

Solitude is a healer… Solitude is a healer of memories. Gently, he rubs liniment on bruises inflicted By verbal assaults, sharp w...

  THE ISLAND Bobbing atop the prow of our slender boat, I spy the shadow of a dark green island, Ill-defined smudge in the misty ra...