the morse code
of a leaky faucet
in the night . . .
so many thoughts stirring
into the water's flow
I went
not to tread his path
in old lisbon
only later to find
he had done the same
in a corner
of the old cabinet
the old hat box
one day to be opened
by a young boy in helmet
L. Costa, Brazil, has been writing poetry for about one year, with emphasis on oriental genres. He strongly believes poetry, painting and music are closely related.