ESPAÑOL PORTUGUÊS BEATRIZ ALCÂNTARA

S E R P E N T 

you are not the way 
to the center of the world. 
                 also you are not the way 
                        alongside good and evil.
                                that is why I walk where you walk
                                                            sharing the color
                                                   allied to the sensation
                                           subject to time.
                                like yourself - I walk 
                                aimlessly
                                over the obstacles 
                                             but meaningfully.
                                                            I walk: -  serpent
                                                                                following your track
                                                                                in an initiation belief
                                                                                          of your truths.  

INTRUSION

like a wandering dog who unexpectedly comes
into a picture
I see time invading my body and saying that
maturity has come
I see prudence taking over my
joy and saying: it's over

ON THE ROAD

in this dry mist 
my tense hands hold the steering wheel 
trailing an almost sure path 
                                         everything seems to pulse
the silence they are talking about
                       the stones
the biting dryness that smells
                             like rain
the absences that ravage
                         your presence
                                             everything seems volatile 
in the uniform asphalt stripes 
that are loose and roll 
                                 monotonously 
                                 under the car

Translated by Thereza Christina Rocque da Motta

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