The body is me!

Nowadays I see some things that really bother me. One of them is the disrespect for life and dignity of the human body. Some philosophical and even religious lines assume the vision that the body is something bad, to be dominated, ignored and even evil. Dialectical materialism has a body vision merely material, therefore dissolvable…

Window

Sitting in my safe world, I had before me a window. An old window with its glass already old by the time and with some grime. With my eyes fixated on this single light source and connection to the outside world, I wonder: – What’s out there? My fleeting thoughts at once tried to respond:…

Ephemerality

I decided not win wars, By avoiding the battles. I decided not to face the arrows, I just want to step aside from them. I decided not to be right, Silencing me before my accusers. I decided not to count the hours, Living only for the moment. I decided not love too much, Only respond to…

Mondego River

I read poetry as those who read a prayer In the search to find in it the comfort That is what my soul longs for. My soul lives frightened by the wind, As a frightened sparrow By the strong wind. In poetry I find peace, The necessary word, And the exhortation needed For a rebellious…

The twilight of life

Some time ago I was young, vibrant, strong and wasteful of life, Smooth-skinned, black-haired and lined, In one eye a captivating glow that penetrated the soul. A good mind that easily memorized verse, names, numbers, and the past, The stiff body faced all obstacles of life Smooth, firm, warm hands when touching awakened love. Then…