On the advantages of being a fool
A poem by Clarice Lispector, translated and interpreted, with a personal reflection on fatherhood and my autistic son
The mix of photography with beautiful and meaningful words is one of the most interesting storytelling exercises I can think of.
These days, I was thinking about a poem by a Brazilian writer called Clarice Lispector. I decided to translate it into English myself (software translations can’t quite grasp the idea and choose the right words for poems), and …
