quinta-feira, 28 de julho de 2011


«somewhere I have never travelled, gladly beyond
any experience, your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which I cannot touch because they are too near»

E.E. Cummings: Complete Poems 1904-1962 (negrito não original)

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