Handcuffs weigh much more than gravestones.(from “Gratitude”)

ABYSSOur country livesAmong the deadAnd dies among the livingSometimes.

It rainsAnd rainsAnd rains.But there is a sky above the rain,Nothing can rot the sky.Earth has turned to mud. What of it?The heart of the planet is made of fire, of ardent sun.(from “A Rainy...

When will the deathOf Death ever come?from “The Siege

Innocent droplets of rainMake almost all eventsQuite natural.(from “A Rainy Day”)

Let them shoot us in the head,My blood will grow rootsand will blossom.

Only with a leafcan I talk of the forest,

SOWING LIGHTNINGSeizeBolts of lightning from the skyAnd plant them in fields of life.They will grow like tender sprouts of fire.Charge somber thoughtsWith unexpected flash,You, my lightning in the soil!

The forest has shrunkAnd fear has expanded,The forests have dwindled,There are less animals now, less courage and less lightning,less beautyand the moon lies bare,deflowered by force andthen abandoned.

SECOND SUNSo much bloodHas been spent in this world,But we have not yet built a sun of blood.Listen, my friend,To these trembling words:A second sun will be bornof our bloodin the form of a heart.

BLOODY LIPSThe bloody woundOf the gladiatorGurgles out life’s end.The cries of acclimations from the standsFill the sky with raging tigers.Waving their arms about to incite the massesThe aging notables add an air of dignity to...

THE CURSEMay they neverReturn home at night…May you have no part of eventide,May you have no room of your own,Nor road, nor return.May your days be all exactly the same,Five Fridays in a row,Always an...

IN OUR CELLSThey keep us in our cellsFor a long time…And, if we get out,We lug them with us on our shoulders,Like a porter with a chest of goods.