The beach

 

 

by Ruth Salles

Monica Stein watercolor

Amphibrachial Rhythm: v___ v (short-long-short). Gives limits to the child: retract, let go, retract.

 

Infront
From monyou,
on the margins
of the sea,
what beach
so clear!
What lights!
What sun!

The waves
swing
in the networks
of the wind,
canoes
navigate
in the waters
blue.

Sometimes
the oars,
beating
in the waves,
Opening
path
on top
of the waters,

amaze
in the background
shoals
of fish
that crazy
rabeam,
turn around,
float.

what beach
so beautiful!
are coming
canoes,
that fly
going down
on the way back
of the vacancies.

that white
foams
spread,
if they escape
of the green
of the waves
that roll
on the beach!

Going up
serene,
how clear
Sands,
surrounded
of stones,
of bugs,
of plants!

in the bushes,
blackberries.
in the woods,
In the shadows,
red
pitangas,
golden
cashews.

from the sides,
the edges,
the stones
from beach,
stuck together
of shells,
covered
of barnacles;

and the waters
of the waves
sneeze
foams,
smooth
the stones,
that stay
round.

what beach
so beautiful!
how clear
Sands,
opposite
of the hills,
on the margins
from the sea!

how light
canoes
are coming
in the waters!
What colors!
What shadows!
What lights!
What sun!

 

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