Under the gaze of Ulysses –

Species, words and other landscapes

a TRAVEL NOTEBOOK by Manuel Valente Alves

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“Nothing is mine here

but the symbols of things –

doorways, streetscapes and wings

drawn on the footpath

by a traveller child who,

when the rain washes away his world,

sits up and sings.”

–– Pat Boran, O sussurro da corda (2018)

“Nada aqui é meu

a não ser os símbolos das coisas –

entradas, paisagens de ruas e asas

desenhadas no passeio

por uma criança viajante que,

quando a chuva apaga o seu mundo,

se senta e canta.”

–– Pat Boran, O sussurro da corda (2018)

[tradução de Francisco José Craveiro de Carvalho]

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