Maria Lisboa

She's a fishmonger, wears flip-flops
Moves like a cat
In the basket, the caravel
In her heart, the frigate

Instead of crows on her shawl
Seagulls come to rest
When the wind takes her to the dance
She dances at the dance with the sea

Her dress is made of shells
She has seaweed in her hair
And in her veins the bark
Of the engine of a trawler

She sells dreams and sea breeze
Announces storms
Her first name: Maria
Her last name: Lisbon