I shall sail these waters
In frantic hustles
‘Tween universes
May the gods and the tides bless

With allowed mobility
Skimmed from each wave,
I lower anchor, project escapes
Into this blue dismay…
Frail

Cruising worlds
By my fellow men’s wake
Port to port
For the land is narrow
And toil is poor…

How worried I wail…
My fastened binding hawsers
In the relentless howl
I’ll abide enduring
Hanging on the flash of my enlightenment.

António Patrício Pereira / Edgar Arruda (translation)

photography / António Patrício Pereira (Portugal)