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Translated Self

Portuguese was my first language, but it was quickly followed by English. To this day, I have the impression that when I speak in English, I bury bits of myself in the process.



Translation is much more of a gain than a loss

Beyond the Mother Tongue once said

Memory Speaks


she says

In Other Words

language attrition

has compareddeparture destination

in another language
would be another poem

that tells the right time
of some other place

a language just to speak
with another child

reconstructed on a beach
corroded bit by bit by the sea

at some determined point
the poems become a pair

of old schoolbooks