A Noite
Estava reclinada sobre a noite
a entrever as giestas e um desses volumes
de alvenaria que vão dar à alma
era a impressão nítida de não haver mais nada
dizia
Vermeer
o pintor
teria gostado de ver
voaria através da luz inclinada
e dessa penumbra inventaria a noite
que o rio antigo absorveu.
The Night
She was reclining on the night
glancing at broom shrubs and one of those blocks
of masonry that lead to the soul
there was a clear sense of nothing else existing
she said
Vermeer
the painter
would have liked to see it
he would fly through the oblique light
and from that shadow invent the night
the ancient river absorbed.
(tradução de Bernardo Palmeirim)
