THE MATING OF CUPIDO COMYNTAS

THE MATING OF CUPIDO COMYNTAS

TINY ZEN-ZEN BLUES

Some tiny zen-zen blues of my spring

patiently waiting for revelations

of various things.

SOLITUDE

When plagued by excessive solitude,

I look at this picture:

Then at this one

When all is well again,

there is this fellow,

who was there all along,

oblivious to the high emotions of the crowds…

Double shadows

A heron with two shadows

medallion for silence

a bit of peace

 

Garça azul de duas sombras

talismã pra silêncio

e um pouco de paz

 

WHITE OWLS

DREAMS OF OWLS

“Do you want to see an owl?  It is behind the mirror”, I ask my mother. But she does not want to see it. It is a lovely, small white owl…looking right at us.

Serving tea. The maid Zeca sets the table with nine places, ready for tea.  Tiny beije saucers. The cold cuts, the cakes and coffee are not in. I go back to the kitchen thinking I might help her. The cold cuts are neatly all there, inside the fridge. I go looking for her and she is ironing clothes. So I and the man served ourselves from the table set.

Then I go blind. My vision goes black and white, and slowly a veil descends. I lose my vision, like a shade being pulled down. So I become like all the others. Because before I was the only one who saw.

This afternoon, in the snow, I glimpsed a large bird in flight, white and speckled underneath.  It felt to me like it was an owl…

March 6, 2015

 Glossing over

Silly romantic notions

that my depression will lift like a cloud.
 

That all will be better tomorrow,

after a good night’s sleep.
 

That all will work out,

like in the gyms. 

As expected,

all will remain the same,
all limbs will become slim,
all slim limbs will fatten up,
all eye sights will improve,
once I learn to be blind.
 
January 2006

Sunflowers on ice

the Jay breaking down the bread of sunflower on ice

ASCLEPIAS AND MONARCH BUTTERFLIES

Dilemas do norte e do sul

Milkweed in winter, Maryland, USA

Seeds by the wind

Preparations

 

Milkweed (Asclepias sp.) – the only plant where monarch butterflies lay their eggs, and so, essential for the Monarch’s survival. Seeds are wind-pollinated, pods are silky smooth inside, rough and edgy on the outside. Destruction of habitat where the plant grows, threatens the butterfly in North America.

Monarch in Brasil

Monarch in hometown

The only monarch of the South American summer

In Brasil, algodaozinho do campo (asclepias currasavica) is used as a medicinal plant. This fact, combined with habitat destruction, also threatens the survival of the Monarch butterfly there.

Compositions

Futures

Aliens