POET’S WORK / Poem by Teresinka Pereira – President IWA (USA)

Poem by Teresinka Pereira – President IWA (USA)
 
 
POET’S WORK
 
I am in a jungle of nerves.
You told me that stress
comes from excessive work,
comes from sleeping all morning
and from getting up in the middle
of the afternoon refreshed
and triumphant
to live by the word
which stops in other lips.
 
But, the Poet’s work
however is a hole with no exit,
is also like a tango
well sung or badly sung
that suffers in the spacial circles.
 
My sorrow doesn’t come from
working. It is the opposite:
my work comes from suffering,
from the word of stone
which makes the horror
to explode
while I wait for life to start again.
 

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