Lisa, gazing at the stars
poem by Mathias Claudius translated and recreated by Ruth Salles blackboard drawing by teacher Verônica Calandra Martins. Much…
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blessing of the house
poem by Jakob Streit translated and recreated by Ruth Salles blackboard drawing by teacher Beatriz Retz. That…
the fairy robes
published in Bem-te-vi magazine in 1931 The great ones say they are cobwebs on the floor; but we know well...
the hay wagon
poem by Robert Reinick translated and recreated by Ruth Salles Right in the middle of the village, the little church on the hill makes…
The goat and its frayed cloak
poem by Friedrich Güll translated and recreated by Ruth Salles “O goat bale! The goat howls! His frayed cloak who…
The Leather Shoemaker
poem by Hedwig Diestel translated and recreated by Ruth Salles Sou o cobbler. My name is Couro-Fino. I make shoes...
The grain and the bread
by Elisabeth Klein poems from the book “A Mãe-Terra, o Grão e o Pão” translated and recreated by Ruth Salles Desenho…
the sleigh in the night
poem by Christian Morgenstern translated and recreated by Ruth Salles It's exactly midnight. Two wolves come from the woods. From the woods…
My shadow
poem by Robert Louis Stevenson translated and recreated by Ruth Salles I see my shadow always, always with me. I don't know what it's for, or why you follow me like this. Looks good to me the way she has it. If I get on my bed, she gets on the back too. I find it very funny the way…
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