A Thorn Old Sweater

por Cristina Bresser

Postado em 29 de Maio de 2017 às 14:43

A soft rotten blanket occupies the empty spaces/opportunities lost in time/a burning path behind/There is no going back. Poetry by Cristina Bresser de Campos.

Inside the suitcase 
an old sweater wraps the portrait
Faded sleeping images of a forgotten time.

The thorn sweater snuggles the memories
Of people who cannot remember
Who they were any longer.

The shredded wool yarns 
try to escape the case
In an attempt to run from the past.

As it were ever possible.

Images of a cold summer,
Where the wind was as sharp as their voices
They were already so far away from each other.

A soft rotten blanket occupies the empty spaces
opportunities lost in time,
a burning path behind,

There is no going back 
Breath, walk, breath, walk
on this dusty, dirt road. 



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Cristina Bresser

Consultoria em Carreira e Desenvolvimento Humano.