(Onna ga kaidan wo agaru toki, 1960)
The petrified screen
walls, bones,
the rough camera movement
of universal laws,
the strict calculation of light
wherein the material, already weary
automatons, metals,
wrap little by little
in the slow loveness
which is the almost indistinguishable work
of the mould splotches
the rust, the rarified space
and a hasty clock on my chest.
- Carlos de Oliveira
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