I heard of a man
who says words so beautifully
that if he only speaks their name
women give themselves to him.

If I am dumb beside your body
while silence blossoms like tumors on our lips.
it is because I hear a man climb stairs
and clear his throat outside the door.

Leonard Cohen, in Let Us Compare Mythologies, 1956.
posted by Eduardo Brito at 11:31 da tarde | Permalink |


At 1:46 da tarde, Anonymous anaeugenio

:) é sempre bom reencontrar a magia deste alquimista. e venham mais poemas!