Poem 'The Fest of the new moon' from the book 'The river ...' by Marcia Theophilo

Don't you hear the music that expands up high?
Everyone is singing and dancing without stopping
They are invoking the new moon.
Four days of dance with the body painted in red vermilion.
For the moon's feast.
the dancers go to the house of the Masks,
dress up as animals and as trunks of tree.
Then, in the village squares,
Everyone sings and recount hatreds and loves.

Márcia Theóphilo - 1984
English version by Hania Kochansky -2000

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