InhabiIted Body

Body on a horizon of water,
body open
to the slow intoxication of fingers,
body defended
by the splendour of apples,
surrendered hill by hill,
body lovingly made moist
by the tongue's pliant sun.

Body with the taste of cropped grass
in a secret garden,
body where I am at home,
body where I lie down
to suck up silence,
to hear
the murmur of blades of grain,
to breathe
the deep dark sweetness of the bramble bush.

Body of a thousand mouths,
all tawny with joy,
all ready to sip,
ready to bite till a scream
bursts from the bowels
and mounts to the towers
and pleads for a dagger.
Body for surrendering to tears.
Body ripe for death.

Body for imbibing to the end -
my ocean, brief
and white,
my secret vessel,
my propitious wind,
my errant, unknown,
endless navigation.

Translation: Alexis Levitin

by Eugénio de Andrade

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Comments (4)

God gave you talent.....very beautiful poem
simply beautiful! Gods gift to you is the wonderful way you write. Love Starr
This poem is really beautiful and it does flow beautifully. It's really well written! Keep up the good work Dustin! :)
This is beautiful, some wonderful imagery, I particularly love the line 'And gliding through sin'.The whole of it flows really well. A lovely poem.