Versão Portuguesa

Poetry book

I remember the act of contrition,
Or better, its moment
In the Sunday mass, and the emotion
Of lying hitting my chest.

Mea culpa, Mea culpa,
From life I accept the steal,
I don’t have, nor ever had excuse
For being dumb and stumbling my head in error.

Alves Pinto, in Alma Grande no Meu País, © 2007



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