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feminists, i apologize, but this is just too beautiful to pass by:



WOMAN RECIPE/RECEITA DE MULHER by Vinicius De Moraes

(Extract)

.. Ah, the woman should always give the impression that,
if one close the eyes and open them, she will vanish, her schemes and smiles.
She should not approach, she should appear,
leave, not go,
and should have a certain capacity for suddenly growing silent of making us drink the bile
of suspicion.
Oh, and above all, she should never lose,
no matter the world, no matter under what circumstances,
her talky, birdlike changeability and when touched deep within herself,
become wild, not losing the bird's grace;
and should exhale always the impossible perfume; and always distill honey that gets you drunk; sing always the voiceless song of her tumult;
and always be the eternal dancer of the short-lived day; and her countless imperfections become the most beautiful, most perfect thing in all innumerable creation.


- translated by Paul Blackburn


chanced upon this poem in the library this afternoon, from a brazilian poetry book. marvel now, the power of the pen :)