Marco Polo & The Blue Princess / Marco Polo & A Princesa Azul

FOREWORD

Afonso Henriques Neto

To touch the myth, poetry was lit. Mythopoiesis. The essence that penetrates the flesh in absolute silence, ghosts crossing the words, a haunted cloud. Always a surprise, the deepest wound: delirium, passion. Symbol, a pure trip into the invisible.

Thereza Christina restarts the traveling myth, Ulysses or Marco Polo; and the eternal love: Penelope or the Blue Princess. Floating energy into a misty dream.

(The nymph Calypso, the beautiful goddess who loves Ulysses, offers the hero her nuptial bed and promises him immortality, and to live with her forever; Ulysses rejects everything for Penelope’s human love.) A

faceless clock, unutterable signs. (Marco Polo receives the mission of taking the seventeen-year-old Blue Princess, to marry Argun in Persia, Kublai Khan’s grandnephew;

the trip takes three years, and the long conversations they have, build love, little by little, in the princess’ heart, who is “as beautiful as the sky”, a love that can never be fully attained, remaining in the ephemeral.) Thereza Christina faces the vertigo of the myth, lights beauty and seas of gold.

Blows, carefully, the mytho-poetical fire. The myth: being at a flash’s distance of destiny, at an abyss’s distance of chaos, the image of the unrevealed, at a star’s distance of the divine. Light that is music breathing in the mirror. A poem to be read with eyes closed and an open heart.