The last book of prose edited by Carlos Drummond de Andrade, and published three months after his death, Moça lida na grama (Moça lying on the grass) brings together the best of his chronicles, full of lyricism and poetry.
Like his fellow Minas Gerais natives Otto Lara Resende, Paulo Mendes Campos, and Fernando Sabino, Carlos Drummond de Andrade etched his name in Brazilian chronicles. For over sixty years, he was a constant presence in the country's newspapers and magazines. He was with Brazilians through decisive political moments, lean economic periods, the architectural transformation of cities, the arrival of new technologies, and, above all, in those moments of distraction when all that matters is the colloquialism of life, the mundane and the ephemeral.
This astute and broad perception of reality is present in "Moça lida na grama" (Girl Lying on the Grass), the author's last book of prose, published in November 1987, just three months after his death. Practicing what he called "vocabulary vagrancy," Drummond ranges from the popular to the philosophical, balancing reality and daydreaming. "How good it is to sail like this," he confesses in "A Little Bit of Nothing and Everything," a masterful chronicle in which he recaptures Federico Fellini's dreamlike vision of life when he says, "The world is a ship we embark on to cast the ashes of a famous singer into the high seas."
Another striking feature of these sixty chronicles is the breadth Drummond constructs, expanding them into a mix of fiction and nonfiction—thus, in this vein, the writer reveals himself to be a master of dialogue, a literary device so associated with novelists and playwrights. All of this is peppered with the author's distinctive humor, with heavy doses of irony and sarcasm. A perfect formula for discussing serious matters without losing the humor.