V E R T I G E M

Eu, por Eliana Gomes Soares (amiga e fotógrafa) Lapses of time... Carrying the death Step by step Almost slowly! I felt myself Lost on the anguish of not being More than I am Or more than I never could be A bird without wings Finally, broken wings... I_____ strapped on me  I______anarchist of me From someone who I didn´t build Armed with steel, like gall Breaking chains Grids, portals ... And when I left, I went...  Without knowing the difference Gray, branches and misery Folly, madness and desire... I was diving on Orpheus' delusions Confirming, on the nakedness of my soul, Which of all chills... Mine was more felt. And which of all dreams... Mine was more real. (Herta, 09/11) (Na verdade, este e outros poemas, sei lá como se chamam esses escritos, nasceram, originalmente, este, em inglês mesmo, e os outros, em italiano e,ou, inglês. Não sei o que dava em mim. Não era nenhuma catarse ou treino ...