The cancer is born without a cry
sudden and perverse blossom
beauty of killing poppies
which liquefy the body
rough red sea of pain
by seconds minutes hours days months years centuries millennia
eternity
in the heart pulse
and tears drop by drop fallen
on surviving flowers at the greenhouse
of our disguised
astonishment.
P.S.
Life goes on.
Eternity has no time nor meaning.
So I love you while feasible.
O cancro nasce sem choro
inflorescência súbita e perversa
com a beleza das papoilas que matam
e liquefazem o corpo
encapelado mar rubro de dor
por segundos minutos horas dias meses anos séculos milénios
eternidade
no pulsar do coração
e nas lágrimas caídas gota a gota
nas flores que sobrevivem na estufa
do nosso disfarçado
espanto.
P.S.
A vida continua.
A eternidade não tem tempo nem sentido.
Assim te amo enquanto for possível.
(article 1st edition, 1999; 2nd edition, 2016 - sixteen years after death of my first wife, Evelina, by lungs cancer, on 3 April 2000)
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