Hurt

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Hurt
Ilana Eleá

Sharp hatchet
drowning seed
unfair hammer
vibrates noise
echoing.
Hatchet
has pierced the voice
the one I gave
to the poem - 
with no explanation.
Hatchet has planted
living silences
the most brutal kind
tearing apart
friends
from afar
over myth,
tall tales.
Hatchet sows
the inexistent:
it's a mistake
to tear down
open doors.

Translation: Maíra Mendes Galvão
Image: Lumeah Photography

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