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Folies Bergère 1968


JTParreira

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JTParreira

Our breasts are on strike

 

Our legs

they do not fly far away

until the man’s dream

 

Even our joy of the white of teeth

 

The feathers don’t fly

in the transparency of the bodies

Our body only will light

the beauty of the soul.

 

 

J.T.Parreira

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I like how, in your verse, you call attention to the other arts. I like how in this one you tie in elements of the physical -- the breasts, the legs, and the white teeth -- with that which lies within: the beauty of the soul.

 

Tony

Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic

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Larsen M. Callirhoe

this is very good jt. i love the usage of words here. this is by far the best i read from you so far. i know in your home language you probably have so many beautiful poems that need to be translayed into english. i wish my mind would allow me to remember other languages but i suffered brain damage in a car wreck and have a hard time remembering stuff,

 

cheers

victor aks pen name larsen

Larsen M. Callirhoe

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Aleksandra

Wonderful Joao. I agree with Tony and Victor.

This sounds so poetical and full with passion

 

Thank you for sharing

 

ALeksandra

The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau

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