Among maple trees
and butterflies
the boy plays
against the street misery
and the family tragedy
he grows up
for a moment
at the world's dawn
the boy spins
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Poem from the book O Fazedor de Auroras, Instituto Estadual do Livro, Porto Alegre, 1990.
Foto: Photo: J. Finatto
Very beatiful your poetry, Adelar.
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Ricardo Mainieri