A little white boat... A hoat.
And around the hoat... coconut trees...
The sea ahead... Sovereign life
Of being poor and fisherman...
Living happy with your love
And no more.
[Adelmar Tavares]
Who comments a lot likes little or nothing.
I entered the sea
I went to catch two sharks.
I failed one, caught the other.
Brave fish I've seen.
I entered the sea
I went to fight with sea spray.
When I went it came back
When I came back it went.
Sails fleeing out to sea
Sails... dots... After, after, empty
The blue curve of the sea, when, sonorous,
Sings the wind the sad psalmody.
[Medeiros e Albuquerque]
After the storm, comes the calm.
You, who suffer because you love, love still more. To die of love is to live by it. [Victor Hugo]
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