Arches, most quiet ships,
a travel towards green
or shadow, or breach
through which the sky half seen
the ground intensifies,
some stairs beside,
window, the sky:
it sails,
it veils.
(trad. Ana Luísa Amaral)
Poem written for the exhibition:
Manuel Amado at the chapel – Ermida Nossa Senhora da Conceição, Lisboa, 2012