A Poem in Portuguese and in English by RoseAngelina Baptista

Arrebol de Invernia

Na hora do Angelus, o Rio Indiano brilha em carmesim.

Um grupo de golfinhos, a caminho de Cabo Canaveral,

brinca lançando ao ar seus foguetinhos

de cascos de palmeira sabal.

Winter Afterglow

At Angelus hours, the Indian River glows crimson.

A pod of dolphins, bound for Cape Canaveral,

plays, launching tiny rockets

crafted from Sabal palm bark boots into the air.

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