by Millicent Borges Accardi There was a boat, there were many boats,patterned after a fashion into a fleet.There were Portuguese widows who prayedand those who sang of sailors and their strong sea,amid the sky that we wore like a cape.There was a yellow radiance of sunset and howit used to be. Please, ask me, husband, and I will bringyou a Read More
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The Restless Tides of the Tagus
by Mário Santos The nymphs immersed in the deep haven of the river, inhabit the minds of the sailors who drift upon distressed waters, oblivious to the compulsive force that pushes them, inebriated by sleep. The river hides deep in its waters the last tears of the infants who traveled along it, in the gloom of sleep. Dark banks, drowned Read More