Poetry of Gonzalinho da Costa

 

BREAKFAST Dark-headed coffee is a keen companion Of depth and wit, Finely calibrated scientific instrument. Swinging his cense...

  THE RIVER Yesterday the river was lapping at my feet like an old man tapping out a message about time flowing downward from hills ...

  THE SEA Down the road a short distance the sea is crashing breakers. I hear the soft rhythmic roar telling of a distant menace. W...

  THE CLOCK We divide the clock Into pie segments To show, self-indulgently, We are masters of time.   Serving up plates, we ...

  PLANTING RICE To Fernando Amorsolo You capture the special quality Of the light of our land— Brilliant but blinding, Vitalizi...