Estrolabio

                              Ernesto Guerra da Cal

                      R A M A L H E T E

                      ***********************

                                  DE

                                  **

              P O E M A S     C A R N A I S

             ************************************

                        “In Memoriam”

                                   de

      R i c a r d o   C a r v a l h o   C a l e r o

      ==============================

                           Velho Amigo

                                    e

                  grande Poeta amatório

“The delirium of flesh

the lovely dance

that ends in nakedness”.

RAD CALAGUER

I.M. Carvalho Calero/ G. da C.

                                               I

                                        ESFINGE

                                        ***********

                    Muito antes de sentir

                    nas narinas da ALMA

                              o aroma

                                íntimo

                               intenso

                              nocturno

                              feminino

                                   da

                    MAGNÓLIA indizível

                                   do

                                  teu

                                SEXO

                    Muito antes de gostar

                na língua da minha ALMA

                               o sabor

                             mel e leite

                            lírio e rosa

                                  dos

                       biquinhos direitos

                                  dos

                                  teus

                              PEITOS

                                  tive

                                    o

                          presentimento

                                   do

                                  teu

                      nu CORPO infindo

                                    e

                                  das

                         vias sem termo

                                   do

                          labirinto cego

                                   da

                                  tua

                               CARNE

                       isolada e deitada

                              no meio

                                   do

                             DESERTO

ESTORIL

Primavera

1990