S�bita Vis�o

Maria Ang�lica Monnerat Alves

Havia um buqu�. Rosas vermelhas e gips�filas, envoltas na embalagem de transpar�ncias listradas.

Aguardaria ele a chegada de sua destinat�ria? O que havia motivado sua escolha: anivers�rio? Formatura? Tentativa de reaproxima��o de dois amantes?

Indaga��es que permanecer�o sem resposta...

De resto, a vis�o inesperada de rosas junto a uma janela entreaberta, filtrada atrav�s da cortina branca.

Captando o olhar da motorista presa num monumental engarrafamento, inseriu, no meio do caos, um momento de reflex�o e beleza.

By Bruno Monnerat Alves

Sudden sight

There was a bouquet. Red roses and in a translucid stripped wrapping.

Would it wait for the arrival of the person destined to receive it? What had motivated someone to choosing it: a birthday? a graduation? the attempt of reuniting two lovers?

Wanderings that will remain without any answer�

In the all, the unexpected sight of roses by ahalf-opened window, filtered trough a white drape.

Capturing the look of the driver, stuck in a monumental jam on Laranjeiras street, set, in the middle of the chaos, a moment of reflection and beauty.