Oi?

(Acho que as coisinhas estão pra voltar.)





I am - yet have not always been - a poetry lover. And now that every language, especially my own, has been sounding foreign to me, it comforts me to know that verses are universal. As music, as universal as love. It crosses language barriers and touches hearts.

My Heart
I'm not going to cry all the time
nor shall I laugh all the time,
I don't prefer one "strain" to another.
I'd have the immediacy of a bad movie,
not just a sleeper, but also the big,
overproduced first-run kind. I want to be
at least as alive as the vulgar. And if
some aficionado of my mess says "That's
don't wear brown and grey suits all the time,
do I? No. I wear workshirts to the opera,
often. I want my feet to be bare,
I want my face to be shaven, and my heart-
you can't plan on the heart, but
the better part of it, my poetry, is open.

Frank O'Hara.