Parabolia
Haikus of labor injustices.
2019
Texts written in Brazilian Portuguese.
The translations were made automatically so that other cultures could at least come close to the lyrical universe.
Summer gave birth
Green canoe announces
Come to the light chickpea
Stiff hands
They work the land with sweat
Hoes break
Soap boxes
Forklift wobbles
Apprentice collapses
Of so much misery
Because hunger does not forgive
Boss went to the gallows
This washerwoman
Give the river a song
Snore of fasting
Says the driver
Sleepy when night
Better a coffee
Blurry eyes
Fatty numerals
Tendinitis attacks
What unites the pawns
Oh solidarity
Need to be you
Celebrate the district
Children dance forró
Harvest time
There are also wanderers
Sometimes jugglers
That invert the logics
The eyelids wake up
It's only four in the morning
Transportation is scarce
High class children
Flush rare jewels
They blame the maid
Since the fourth autumn
Of this planetary crisis
The soil is desert
What about the police
It's still work
When do you shoot and kill?
The winter soup
From worker to miserable
Then vice versa