Carlos Drummond de Andrade
Era só um rabisco no ermo que atordoa os poetas
Um sopro ponteando o nada
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aos mais concreto do lugar nenhum.
Um verso solto que de tão plano,
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devia só ter a altura de um horizonte embaçado.
Desses que só os olhos desertos de utopia
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são capazes de umedecer.
Pura cicatriz em nanquim, regada a lápis de cor.
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Depois vieram os retoques, as curvas
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arquitetadas com inspiração dos céus.
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Esperamos os quase mil dias de tua gestação
para te ver nascer poesia concreta,
além dos números, suspensa,
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na alvorada que toca deus e o chão.
Abençoada pelas mãos de Drummond
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Estampada nos vãos, na urbana legião de amores,
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ideologias, praças e poderes.
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"Teus endereços sem alma"
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fingem a igualdade que só se conhece
com o sabor do humano que te inventa.
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Mimeografei o futuro na geração
que poemou farinha com iogurte.
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Aprendi teus sotaques e o candango
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jeito de provebiar-te simples como o povo.
Só para cantar teu contorno nave
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Só para abençoar teu corpo pássaro
que agora prepara as asas para o grande vôo
que pressente a história. fotos google
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