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a world in a grain of sand

um mundo num grão de areia

a world in a grain of sand

Gramofone #6


Miles Davis - All Blues


Who has removed the typewriter from my desk,

so that I am a musician without his piano

with emptiness ahead as clear and grotesque

as another spring? My veins bud, and I am so

full of poems, a wastebasket of black wire.

The notes outside are visible; sparrows will

line antennae like staves, the way springs were,

but the roofs are cold and the great grey river

where a liner glides, huge as a winter hill,

moves imperceptibly like the accumulating



Derek Walcott, "In the Village", White Egrets