Space - Qassim Haddad

I don't know how

I sit this way, my head the hat of the universe and my hands in a frenzy.

I am not tired or sad

I see whiteness, towers of chaos

What are you Nicaragua? - Gioconda Belli

What are you—

a little triangle of earth

lost in the middle of the world?

Babyfly - Tshifhiwa Itai Ratshiungo

Instinct told us to look out the window as quickly

as the babyflies came out of nowhere. The sun knew

to shed its glare on every curtain with the opening

of the clouds. Mothers did not shout at our eagerness

The sun’s tongue - Rec Puk

Jiok’s hide is as bright as moonlight,

bright as the sun’s tongue.

My Jiok shines like gold,

like a man’s ivory bracelet.

In the house a window - Aigerim Tazhi

In the house a window

In the window a pot

In the pot a twig

The life above, the life on high - St Teresa of Ávila

The life above, the life on high, 

Alone is life in verity; 

Nor can we life at all enjoy 

Till this poor life is o'er. 

The Gift of Speech - Mariya Avvakumova

The Gift of Speech

You have overcome so many trials . . .

Native Land - Olavo Bilac

Love your native land with faithful pride and care!

Child! you'll never see a land like this so fair!

See what skies! what rivers! forests! and what sea!

Streetlamp - Homero Expósito

A humble neighborhood with houses

that reflect its tin sorrow.

A human neighborhood

whose stories are sung in tangos

Aphorism - José Craveirinha

There once was an ant

sharing isolation with me,

we used to eat together.