by Gonzalinho da Costa

I am a lover of the moon and silence,
Silence milky as the moon,
Moon radiant as silence.
Silence is silver fish in black water,
Moon, bright flour and hot yeast,
Rolled into a fist,
Exhaling as it rises.

Push night against day,
Leave a small opening
—the moon.

Feed the wind
So it lies quietly,
Rising with effort

Faraway plume of white smoke,
Twilight crossing the border,
Comet in exclamation,
I see, not hear.
Heartbeats quickened by grief,
Engine roar beyond the wall,
Secrets spoken in a dream,
I hear, not see.

Blinded by the moon, I call out in my heart to silence striding into blackness beyond


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