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Gustavo Pereira is a Brazilian-American living in the area for the last 28 years. The written words, their sounds, effects and alignments are a call to write, experiment with his own mixture and concoction to express in poetic form much of what we dwell on. A BPS Teacher of Mathematics on leave, Gustavo is working on publishing both his English and Portuguese poems.

Gustavo Pereira

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Let Your Voice Find Wind into My Floor

Who is that who knocks at the back door?
Let your voice find wind into my floor;
Let a message travel restlessly to my ear.

The cat stretches in the couch in despair.
Uschi, the dog, watches candidly the question
Dissipate forever fine, whatever breeze oblivion.

–Each’s company to the other. The voice we hear
Expands in the atmosphere with a one-way fare.
Farewell! Earth prepares sanity with fresh scent

To echo bit by bit what will be eventually silent.
Who has heard the sound of fingers in dismay,
Knows daffodils flower in March but best in May.

— Gustavo Pereira

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