tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59618108426583887912024-02-19T17:09:53.324-08:00Desde o peito: vidaLuciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.comBlogger209125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961810842658388791.post-74994618386467108582022-10-31T05:09:00.000-07:002022-10-31T05:09:12.335-07:00Insignificantes tesouros de um Império<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd7cF8f7HJXXE3jeYw4dGbZtf_HPrJPiljDyhVuPuqI9W5IU_0_kP0wXO1Yo4-s-F8Nbkpqix1tydlj7fB4KBPxhUqFgZ8RZLeLYy3FFyzpfvSh7NA3Qn1e0v5482Zbh07pLSZVkPiXOvW6Jt2qNwuM5WI4JHrj8XBrOdLRkq6hmeJo03fdVeV40Or/s564/imagem%20para%20provoc%20vers%C3%A3o%20prosa.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd7cF8f7HJXXE3jeYw4dGbZtf_HPrJPiljDyhVuPuqI9W5IU_0_kP0wXO1Yo4-s-F8Nbkpqix1tydlj7fB4KBPxhUqFgZ8RZLeLYy3FFyzpfvSh7NA3Qn1e0v5482Zbh07pLSZVkPiXOvW6Jt2qNwuM5WI4JHrj8XBrOdLRkq6hmeJo03fdVeV40Or/s320/imagem%20para%20provoc%20vers%C3%A3o%20prosa.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Pintura "<span style="color: #fcff01;">Wall painting on black ground: Aedicula with small landscape, from the imperial villa at Boscotrecase</span>" - autor desconhecido<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b> </b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 184.3pt; text-align: right;"><i>Os homens, em geral, parecem
empregar a razão para justificar preconceitos, assimilados quase sem saber
como, em vez de procurar desarraigá-los.<o:p></o:p></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 184.3pt; text-align: right;"><i>A mente que forma com
resolução seus próprios princípios deve ser forte, porque prevalece uma espécie
de covardia intelectual (...)<o:p></o:p></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 184.3pt; text-align: right;"><b>Mary Wollstonecraft<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left; text-indent: 35.4pt;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left; text-indent: 35.4pt;">Tu que não
tiveste abrigo. Apoio. Comoção. Arminda, que poderia ser uma <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;">grande escritora brasileira,
porém seguiu perdida, em fuga. Não
firme, corria insegura, <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;">precária nos arredores do Largo
da Carioca. Nomeada escrava, usada. Sua história <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;">escravizada era só um pouco
parecida com a de um Cândido Neves, se não fosse tão <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;">desprovida de direitos.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left; text-indent: 35.4pt;">É certo que
eram ambos <i>ninguéns</i> em diferentes nichos sociais e gostavam de batucada.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left; text-indent: 35.4pt;">Era para ela
ser mãe como diz o título do conto. Arminda. Nossa origem, <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;">uma matriz esquecida pelas
batidas extintas do coração de seu rebento igualmente <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;">aniquilado pelo apagamento dos
brancos – desvios narrativos –, pelo medo <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;">de viver no século XIX.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left; text-indent: 35.4pt;">Era uma
simples pessoa com desejo de ver a abolição acontecer. Tu foste só <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;">mais uma mulher que abortou?
Quiçá teu porvir também findou, tamanho o desgosto <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;">que era existir em meio a um
espaço onde todo o ódio imperava.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left; text-indent: 35.4pt;">Ah, se
tivesses tempo para conhecer. Se pudesses ter conhecido. Se tivesses <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;">conhecido a grande romancista
negra do Maranhão, mas não. Não pudeste ser Firmina.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"> “Não!” Era o que gritavas para não levar o
açoite do patrão: “negra fujona”!<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left; text-indent: 35.4pt;">Na rua da
ajuda, ela não chegou, mas o outro, sim. “Pai contra mãe” e um filho <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;">contra a realidade. Era sua
história. Foi uma História consumida pelo Poder.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left; text-indent: 35.4pt;">Porém, para
além do controle, seria preciso pensar. Os fatos, às vezes, clamam<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;">por verdade. Ou apenas, quem sabe,
desejam algo como uma sutil transcriação. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; text-align: left;">Esperam, ao invés de vingança: Independência.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p></div><p><br /></p>Luciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961810842658388791.post-44041751024239268212022-09-21T16:43:00.003-07:002022-09-21T16:44:13.375-07:00Estudo em campo ampliado<p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn7aZE2IQlpmoFyTp5_TNraS5yJ76zXahMhNn2SLAZqgaz48BLwZJ8Mj9GZ5XZ1JDIQ9nKc03MFeMIXcNJ1M5By8u1QkFgYLIvNb7h1H0B0VHUopvrEaroKbrzkiguCCwBWjx-n2fdbIX_hbOR6aN8EIFH6N1kvemuAmsN2gaVNwAVR-LY8Amz3g1j/s700/van-gogh-o-semeador-1888-d-700x562.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="562" data-original-width="700" height="257" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn7aZE2IQlpmoFyTp5_TNraS5yJ76zXahMhNn2SLAZqgaz48BLwZJ8Mj9GZ5XZ1JDIQ9nKc03MFeMIXcNJ1M5By8u1QkFgYLIvNb7h1H0B0VHUopvrEaroKbrzkiguCCwBWjx-n2fdbIX_hbOR6aN8EIFH6N1kvemuAmsN2gaVNwAVR-LY8Amz3g1j/s320/van-gogh-o-semeador-1888-d-700x562.jpg" width="320" /></a></b></div><span style="text-align: left;">[poema em diálogo ecfrástico com o quadro “O semeador” (1888), de Van Gogh]</span><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p><p> As Labaredas de fogo do sol<br />querem nossos corpos<br />(pós-destruição)<br />tingidos de vida em leve toque de laranja<br />Amarelo azul anil entre outros tons verdejantes</p><p class="graf graf--p" name="be42">Toque pontilhado em<br />cada membro<br />que se esconde à sombra<br />de uma árvore envergada<br />segue Desejando todas as chamas</p><p class="graf graf--p" name="e49d">As chamas que desejam <br />nossas culturas<br />em crescimento<br />Sazonal<br />para floração<br />matinal</p><p class="graf graf--p" name="3d86">na paleta de tintas<br />Sementes coloridas</p><p class="graf graf--p" name="f5d6">E clari-enfáticos<br />Violetas derramados<br />num fim de tarde em brisa <br />querem recompor o breu do presente <br />com a retomada do brilho<br />Incorpóreo<br />que paira no movimento<br />Humano</p><p class="graf graf--p" name="9909">A Tarde cai<br />trabalhando <br />contornos de silêncio<br />nos olhos recônditos</p><p class="graf graf--p" name="1b6e">E quem a vê quer<br />dar nome <br />e chamar <br />Amanhã <br />de <br />⠀⠀⠀⠀uma</p><p class="graf graf--p" name="624a">⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀Clara <br />manhã</p><p class="graf graf--p" name="624a"><br /></p><p class="graf graf--p" name="624a"><br /></p><p class="graf graf--p" name="624a"><br /></p>Luciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961810842658388791.post-3444074640564101542022-07-04T14:48:00.006-07:002022-07-04T14:50:18.480-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpYoWqiTPr90wlZeNTIHkzWED_uWNpi0wcwgoVE6rylrGGI2M2QkoGtQRBsFu68T2cc8_hTxvrgm8nU9xHi9hLIzcuxOb6wa_aVbZ5oKGdMaZxhIRz26AsB1aNnRS-1B-z9Gx9WZ1xMKMDnrw212wcfrFWcDxqVHidAbNk5ifNnqOmhTYsZggZJ6ZB/s564/verde%20ar.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="423" data-original-width="564" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpYoWqiTPr90wlZeNTIHkzWED_uWNpi0wcwgoVE6rylrGGI2M2QkoGtQRBsFu68T2cc8_hTxvrgm8nU9xHi9hLIzcuxOb6wa_aVbZ5oKGdMaZxhIRz26AsB1aNnRS-1B-z9Gx9WZ1xMKMDnrw212wcfrFWcDxqVHidAbNk5ifNnqOmhTYsZggZJ6ZB/s320/verde%20ar.jpg" width="320" /></a></div> Pinterest, autor desconhecido.<br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="color: #800180;"> <span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: 700; white-space: pre-wrap;">Reinvenção</span></span></p><span id="docs-internal-guid-8243c087-7fff-8fa1-a4c0-86e8d99b4cf9"><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">uma molécula disse SIM a outra</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">aqui, tantas interrupções, oscilações de sinal</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">ela disse que não há problema em querer dizer SIM</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">dias se passaram e eu ainda tento descobrir o verbo exato para</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">atribuir significado aos acontecimentos passados</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">as horas se procriam, como um lance de dados</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">tantos jogos de tabuleiro guardados na memória</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">nossa, nossa</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">a melhor maneira de dizer sobre o que passou</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">é se deixar livre, abrindo delicadamente cada pétala da flor</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">índigo-violeta, na mente, assim</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">não há bloqueio entre as pessoas quando vale a pena</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">se conhecerem e se tocarem</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">e o toque se dá pelo apelo dos sinais do corpo</span></p><br /><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="color: #04ff00; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Ciclo</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">eu esqueci justamente o que queria dizer</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">porque nesse meio-tempo</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">(vamos combinar)</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">a vida parou</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">ainda que o preço de tudo esteja bem alto</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">você parecia de férias</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">aguardando as oportunidades</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">enquanto admirava as viagens </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">que os outros faziam</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">há que se perceber que o clima muda </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">às vezes conforme a previsão alerta</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">mas nesse período enorme de tempo</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">tantos ciclos viciosos parecemos percorrer</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">quantas palavras repetidas</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">aprendemos a ouvir e a responder</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">para depois darmos </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">mãos a outras significações</span></p><br /><br /><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Estimação</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">a escrita de repente é bem guardada </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">até bem esquecida</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">negligenciada</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">tripudiada</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">açoitada</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">ridicularizada</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">variabilidade linguística, legal, </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">para que saber dela também?</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Nada faz, nada significa para a utilidade monetária</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">mas quantas palavras escorrem, se injetam,</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">bem estimadas ou não, adentram as </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">mentes humanas e nem sempre</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">havendo cuidado</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">quantos erros lacunares movendo as palavras</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">regurgitam escarros</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">de incompreensão sobre as telas dos computadores</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">dos celulares dos tablets das tvs e no papel sujo do jornal</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">não podemos esquecer - realmente -</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">que as palavras acabam (in)definindo</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">o nosso viver </span></p><span style="color: red;"><br /><br /></span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Apetite</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">minha infância </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">carambola goiaba pão de queijo chocolate</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">vitamina cuca de banana picolé caseiro</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">sino dos ventos janela de madeira </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">na casa de cima</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">descendo a escada</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">de toalha</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">ou </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">levada no colo</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">com o cobertor</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Trigêmeas Bruxonilda </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">tem gosto bom </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">aquilo que é </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">de ninguém</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">e está em tudo</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; white-space: pre-wrap;"> - - - </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">pulsa.</span></p><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div></span>Luciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961810842658388791.post-73886041066833752312022-04-20T11:06:00.003-07:002022-04-20T11:41:15.682-07:00<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsVLLKfLt0HQ-Yw8L5xrMRzGuJpjFrFhbQkgG2x70wJtw8EHQZM-G0hkur-HR5RMkoFlP0JV5vsMM_L8Yt67UD9CCNFW3houCcSbV7rJdCLDl_B2rPT9t0MX0EiKL_g06NmSeHezEavDfiqV01Y7nM_UuB9lUKZnOFOElNxQosFIKiz-nHG0fWtQcJ/s320/320px-Euphonia_pectoralis_male.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="219" data-original-width="320" height="219" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsVLLKfLt0HQ-Yw8L5xrMRzGuJpjFrFhbQkgG2x70wJtw8EHQZM-G0hkur-HR5RMkoFlP0JV5vsMM_L8Yt67UD9CCNFW3houCcSbV7rJdCLDl_B2rPT9t0MX0EiKL_g06NmSeHezEavDfiqV01Y7nM_UuB9lUKZnOFOElNxQosFIKiz-nHG0fWtQcJ/s1600/320px-Euphonia_pectoralis_male.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><b>Euphonia pectoralis</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p><span style="color: #04ff00;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> <span style="font-size: medium;"> <span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span> Lua verde para nós</span></span></span></p><p><span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span>[uma transcri(a)ção poética, </span><span style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">ao som de Chopin – "Nocturne Op. 9 Nº 2"]</span></span></p><p><span style="color: #04ff00;"></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p><b>Parte 1</b><br /><br /><span style="color: red;">Loba</span><br />Ela, elo perdido que talvez “Deus ouvirá”<br />em seu “desejo de amar”<br />descobrir-se<br />Que acabou enlaçada pelo<br />Mar<br />Marejou flores<br />No olhar<br />Um tanto pelo que desejava: <br />O próprio desejo de amar</p><div><span style="color: red;">Andorinha</span><br />A noite amá-la</div><div>À noite, há mar</div><div>Denso e resplandecente</div><div>Constatação por si</div><div>Em silêncio</div><div>Amar o véu do mar</div><div>O despudor do repenique<br />O som augusto do resquício</div><div>É preciso tanta noite para cantar?</div><div><br /><span style="color: red;">Raposa</span><br />Não seria simples a fruição de um novo começo</div><div>Jogada na soleira dos dias<br />Em prol de um caminho desconhecido</div><div>Sem dias livres</div><div>Trancada no alambique das horas</div><div>Na labuta de sua vida</div><div>O corpo, um artefato sonoro</div><div>que deveria limpar os móveis</div><div>Para depois poder sonhar: </div><div>Ismália enlouquecida</div><div>Passeio sonoro notívago</div><div><br /><span style="color: red;">Coruja</span><br />Não era minha nem sua vida</div><div>Mas <i>era</i> uma pessoa como outra qualquer<br />Designada para ser luz</div><div>Avistando uma hora única<br /><br /><span style="color: red;">Hiena</span><br />Só que, um dia, pensou em recomeçar e inventou </div><div>Aquilo que não poderia ter</div><div>Asas amplas no caleidoscópio do breu</div><div>Era preciso voar mais longe<br /><br /><span style="color: red;">Abelha</span><br />Porém ela, qual Ícaro em fetiche</div><div>Enviesado</div><div>Escolheu somar </div><div>as ondas à neblina dos seus olhos</div><div>a chuva sinalizou desajeitadamente a existência do seu corpo</div><div>e ela, janela sonora como outra qualquer</div><div>carne eclodida</div><div>nasceu no ar</div><div>sobressaltando a noite</div><div>pulando em prol da nova manhã</div><div>Se deu um nome:</div><div>E voou.<br /><br /><b><br />Parte 2</b><br /><br /><span style="color: red;">Ismália</span></div><div><span style="color: red;"><br /></span><b>[10:30]</b><br />A liberdade,<br />Verde fluorescente<br />Ciclina multifuncional<br />Repleta de peptídeos<br />Saudáveis<br />Transição de acidez à doçura<br />Powerful activity<br />Verde com<br />Luzes gitanas<br />Superando<br />Arranha-céus<br /><b><br />[10:40]</b><br />As escadarias percorridas<br />Nas varandas celestes<br />Te Quiero verde<br />Tu verde cuerpo sobre<br />La mar<br />amar<br />el desconocido<br />Y amar el desconocido hasta el anochecer<br />con tu carne satinada<br />en neblina<br />Pulsando<br />En las caballerías<br />Salvajes de la mar<br /><br /><b><br />[17:59]</b><br />A película das manhãs<br />Aglutinada às noites<br />Organograma de sensações<br />Desconfiguradas<br />E hiperbólicas<br />Antenadas<br />Às feições dos dias<br />Aos lumes de prata</div><div><br /></div><div><b>[20:30]</b><br />São pássaros elaborados </div><div>Na madeira de mogno<br />Não são</div><div>Jamais são cruzes carregadas<br />Aves sãs que se descolam<br />Porque<br />Se somam ao ar</div><div><br /><b>[00:00]</b><br />Novas asas<br />Asas reais<br /><br />Te Quiero<br /><br />Quiero verte<br /><br />Verdes pastagens<br />Densas ramagens<br />Belas<br />Paragens<br /><br />(em cada minuto)<br />Em que está você.<br /><br /></div>Luciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961810842658388791.post-61268891094741281282022-04-20T10:52:00.007-07:002022-04-23T00:19:05.993-07:00<p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGAwRFmiMolrvc9D4kiRWNkWNZF1jt7xRvl26VbAF6rMw19UZH3Ff_HmMkgk4xPzdJjpKZ720NtMtG3m4bXDnespBVdTDPAOjHXnC_sczCpZyfwQkSHOesYZ5Ef92X48a-f18IWL65K5u3Ti2IHEetZ-GJVHrIPJHC7CgJgDiUOU6Vr-S8_gDrn_vS/s320/320px-Euphonia_pectoralis_male.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="219" data-original-width="320" height="219" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGAwRFmiMolrvc9D4kiRWNkWNZF1jt7xRvl26VbAF6rMw19UZH3Ff_HmMkgk4xPzdJjpKZ720NtMtG3m4bXDnespBVdTDPAOjHXnC_sczCpZyfwQkSHOesYZ5Ef92X48a-f18IWL65K5u3Ti2IHEetZ-GJVHrIPJHC7CgJgDiUOU6Vr-S8_gDrn_vS/s1600/320px-Euphonia_pectoralis_male.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face="Roboto, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #2b00fe; font-size: 14px; text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><b>Euphonia pectoralis</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span><br /><div style="color: #04ff00; text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: 700;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: #04ff00;"> <span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span style="font-size: medium;"><span> </span>Lua verde para nós</span></span></span></span><div><span style="color: #04ff00;"><b><br /></b></span><div><span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> [</span>uma transcri(a)ção literária, </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;">ao som de Chopin – "Nocturne Op. 9 Nº 2"]</span><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div> <br /><br />Hoje, em meio à densidade de acontecimentos que nos tomam a vista, os bichos vieram apresentar o programa. Por que não poderiam? As alternativas estão escassas a cada passo dado por você. Compreende? Eu não gostaria de aceitar como um dado intransponível a sentença de morte da atualidade, bem próxima ao fato que Machado de Assis, em Brás Cubas, outrora nos contara, em suas palavras finais: “Não tive filhos, não transmiti a nenhuma criatura o legado da nossa miséria”. Me soaria rude te dizer isso. Mais uma vez. Neste século. Não poderíamos aceitar a sucessão de desamparos e lacunas. Precisamos, enfim, ultrapassar o desfiladeiro desta mórbida realidade. Gostaria de aceitar o convite? Deixemos o sarau iniciar.<br /> <br /><br /><b>Parte 1 </b><br /><br /><span style="color: red;">Loba <br /></span><br />Eu contaria os minutos nesta prosa insólita a passar, entretanto,<br />na trama eu canto. Falo de Ismália. Ela, elo perdido que talvez “Deus ouvirá”.<br />Ela, em seu “desejo de amar”, de descobrir-se, que acabou enlaçada pelo <br />mar. Marejou flores no olhar; um tanto pelo que desejava: o próprio desejo de amar. <br /><span style="color: red;"><br />Andorinha </span><br /><br />A noite amá-la, à noite, há mar. Denso e resplandecente. Constatação por si. Em silêncio. Amar o véu do mar. O despudor do repenique. <br />O som augusto do resquício. É preciso tanta noite para cantar? — se perguntava. <br /><br /><span style="color: red;">Raposa </span><br /><br />Não seria simples a fruição de um novo começo. Jogada na soleira dos dias.<br />Em prol de um caminho desconhecido. Sem dias livres. Trancada no alambique das horas. Na labuta de sua vida. O corpo, um artefato sonoro que deveria limpar os móveis. Para depois poder sonhar: Ismália enlouquecida, passeio sonoro notívago. <br /><br /><span style="color: red;">Coruja <br /></span><br />Não era minha nem sua vida. Mas <i>era</i> humana, era uma pessoa como outra qualquer <br />designada para ser luz. Avistando uma hora única.<br /><br /><span style="color: red;">Hiena <br /></span><br />Só que, um dia, pensou em recomeçar e inventou Aquilo <br />que não poderia ter. Asas amplas no caleidoscópio do breu. Era preciso voar mais longe. <br /><br /><span style="color: red;">Abelha </span><br /><br />Porém ela, qual Ícaro em fetiche enviesado. Escolheu somar as ondas. À neblina dos seus olhos. A chuva sinalizou. Desajeitadamente. A. Existência do seu corpo. E ela, janela sonora, como outra qualquer. Carne eclodida. Nasceu no ar, sobressaltando a noite, pulando em prol da nova manhã. Se deu um nome: <br />E voou. <br /><br /><b><br />Parte 2 </b><br /><br /><span style="color: red;">Ismália <br /></span><br /><br /><b>[10:30] <br /></b><br />A liberdade,<br />Verde fluorescente<br />Ciclina multifuncional<br />Repleta de peptídeos<br />Saudáveis<br />Transição de acidez à doçura<br />Powerful activity<br />Verde com<br />Luzes gitanas<br />Superando <br />Arranha-céus<br /><b><br />[10:40] <br /></b><br />As escadarias percorridas<br />Nas varandas celestes<br />Te Quiero verde<br />Tu verde cuerpo sobre<br />La mar<br />amar<br />el desconocido<br />Y amar el desconocido hasta el anochecer<br />con tu carne satinada<br />en neblina<br />Pulsando<br />En las caballerías <br />Salvajes de la mar<br /> <br /><b><br />[17:59] </b><br /><br />A película das manhãs<br />Aglutinada às noites<br />Organograma de sensações<br />Desconfiguradas<br />E hiperbólicas<br />Antenadas<br />Às feições dos dias <br />Aos lumes de prata<br /><p style="text-align: left;"><b><br /></b><b>[20:30]</b></p>São pássaros elaborados<br />Na madeira de mogno<br />Não são<br />Jamais são cruzes carregadas<br />Aves sãs que se descolam<br />Porque <br />Se somam ao ar <br /><br /> <br /><br /><b>[00:00] <br /></b><br />Novas asas<br />Asas reais <br /><br /><br />Te Quiero <br /><br />Quiero verte <br /><br />Verdes pastagens<br />Densas ramagens<br />Belas <br />Paragens <br /><br />(em cada minuto) <br />Em que está você. <br /><br /> <br /><br /> </div></div>Luciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961810842658388791.post-8300157922273050742022-04-02T20:32:00.008-07:002022-09-17T19:05:25.651-07:00Eu-nosso desmedido<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS2GZYxbzpASlA7JrXAIjg9PnUAJRhpbpPx48o1AilrvXhgOz3Nk_1vk8c4l1LgAbsM1DnMV0LmFb8VxQCF1mD7DQxogz03inPj8OC8_8WpMNF6uOZzdeE5tQefA8KnjU3-WjO-gXLVgoNgrSKJxzxa2whsTZiQWNeHOhwueku2fEABfhliKBG3tu-/s846/Ru%C3%ADnas%20de%20Selinunte%20-%20Gegrorio%20Pietro.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="846" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS2GZYxbzpASlA7JrXAIjg9PnUAJRhpbpPx48o1AilrvXhgOz3Nk_1vk8c4l1LgAbsM1DnMV0LmFb8VxQCF1mD7DQxogz03inPj8OC8_8WpMNF6uOZzdeE5tQefA8KnjU3-WjO-gXLVgoNgrSKJxzxa2whsTZiQWNeHOhwueku2fEABfhliKBG3tu-/s320/Ru%C3%ADnas%20de%20Selinunte%20-%20Gegrorio%20Pietro.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><p align="center" class="MsoCommentText" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #44546a;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: text2;">''</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; mso-themecolor: text2;"><b>Ruínas de Selinunte'' (1950), Gregorio Prieto<o:p></o:p></b></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText"><span style="color: #44546a; font-size: 12pt;"><o:p><b> </b></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoCommentText" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: red; font-size: 14pt;">Eu-nosso desmedido<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoCommentText" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: red; font-size: 12pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText">Vivos corpos que soerguem o tempo <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText">futuro com as vestes do passado<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText">Chave larga<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText">Fechadura minúscula<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText">Fina realidade reduzida a pó<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText">-vive o luto<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText">-sente o luto<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText">Caminham no entorno arruinado<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText">Densa mortalidade compondo <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText">A paisagem<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText">Edifícios tomados pelo mar transviado<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText">-suporta o luto<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText">-carrega o luto<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText">Corações despedaçados nos escombros<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText">Espaço tombado da catástrofe <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText">Sílabas pétreas desafiando os dados imaginários<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText">Linhas e dobras viáveis para recomposição<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText"><i>Procuram-se, organizam-se<o:p></o:p></i></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText">-atravessa o luto<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoCommentText">-enfrenta o luto<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: large;">-supera o luto<o:p></o:p></span></p><br /><p></p><p><br /></p>Luciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961810842658388791.post-68443530297630639242022-03-29T11:56:00.002-07:002022-03-29T11:56:19.581-07:00Recomeço portátil ou derivação kintsugi<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjit40LqHalOwKv3AEj0qnW_HZjuZu1eosETZ1BRVskftaQxW_n3a0XaGxr0CNi-uXziLxWOHyNq7zKFMaAgAEvrkCEwmcmsZCCgowaRMenKQw7B7GYjCbKdQA96pQD2whxIBX3BkVb0QjIB2p_djkr2djylRScHRtu0knViV1R4luzM1I6GJiB81zk/s648/CUMBUCA.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="473" data-original-width="648" height="234" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjit40LqHalOwKv3AEj0qnW_HZjuZu1eosETZ1BRVskftaQxW_n3a0XaGxr0CNi-uXziLxWOHyNq7zKFMaAgAEvrkCEwmcmsZCCgowaRMenKQw7B7GYjCbKdQA96pQD2whxIBX3BkVb0QjIB2p_djkr2djylRScHRtu0knViV1R4luzM1I6GJiB81zk/s320/CUMBUCA.gif" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p class="graf graf--p" name="6070" style="text-align: center;"><a class="markup--anchor markup--p-anchor" data-href="https://tse4.mm.bing.net/th?id=OIP.rIlSMxq6AxmPoOmgIOkhiwHaFG&pid=Api" href="https://tse4.mm.bing.net/th?id=OIP.rIlSMxq6AxmPoOmgIOkhiwHaFG&pid=Api" rel="noopener" target="_blank">Kintsugi de </a>tigela</p><section class="section section--body" name="2afd"><div class="section-content"><div class="section-inner sectionLayout--insetColumn"><p class="graf graf--p graf--empty" name="0648"><br /></p><p class="graf graf--p" name="2453">Nesta fissura tátil __________<br />relicário ________ lírico<br />luzente (r)achado,<br />podemos nos encontrar</p><p class="graf graf--p" name="2e04">Em meio ao apagamento <br />material e às réstias de<br />pó perdido, ao vento<br />podemos nos encontrar</p><p class="graf graf--p" name="c3fa">Pois temos o objeto incumbido<br />de redesenhar e (re)carregar<br />os destroços em nome de<br />uma peça auriginosa<br />resultado tátil retalhado<br />não retaliado<br />sinônimo de ardor</p><p class="graf graf--p" name="0ca9">O frio original se desfaz quando<br />lá nos encaixamos<br />nossos corpos colados em lí-<br />quida aglutinação entre a <br />trinca quente e a laca resinosa</p><p class="graf graf--p" name="350d">Se podemos nos encontrar:<br />jogo silencioso<br />acontecimentos reformulados</p><p class="graf graf--p" name="53f9">Incidentes — cacos — cinzas<br />Intenção — cumbucas — ouro<br />casualidade dos rejuntes<br />adição de cor à tigela<br />e ao seu açúcar empedrado</p><p class="graf graf--p" name="f2c8">defeito — mudança — incrustados<br />recipiente de <em class="markup--em markup--p-em">sim</em> cicatrizado<br />uma nova entrega da fome<br />remendada no livre trajeto de<br />substâncias sutis entrelaçadas</p><p class="graf graf--p" name="52ea">Um novo uso para a vida-cerâmica<br />e seu coração perolado<br />Uno craquelado das formas reboladas</p><p class="graf graf--p" name="9557">Se, pelos dias, fissurada e esquecida,<br />antes despercebida passava<br />agora, límbica e estratégica <br />inteireza apenas lembrada como<br />ponto de contato entre o estado da<br />falta e o da presentificação</p><p class="graf graf--p" name="7c4f">Tal como uma tintura nanquim<br />de finíssima qualidade<br />todos os prismas em seus contornos<br />mapeados</p><p class="graf graf--p" name="9824">Reparo / olho / reparo<br />as 1001 memórias<br />reinventadas</p><p class="graf graf--p" name="6d33">Reativação crítica integrada⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀<br />estreita poética<br />⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀na<br />densa realidade.⠀⠀⠀⠀</p></div></div></section><section class="section section--body" name="2627"><div class="section-divider"></div><div class="section-content"><div class="section-inner sectionLayout--insetColumn"><figure class="graf graf--figure" name="0682"><br /></figure><figure class="graf graf--figure" name="0682"><br /></figure></div></div></section><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Luciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961810842658388791.post-62365043074689484632022-03-29T11:49:00.006-07:002022-03-29T11:51:57.800-07:00Poem-vagão ou Corredor humanitário<p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVMaGdlNdpRsCTBJBve8Xt9S1TNGEKMSp2T0gUOU51k81dLr-ENBYqZuinqKX0SjSM3KgK3DOG-i_efxekSOTLhfWJwKV50oEG7kgDHO9ZArdqupl-Fh5GypoljgojiR4ZpcuR3gm1WT33CtMAkC59cICdgFgWrX0nB3US470Fv20tJCB4wBBA9tpt/s564/Hilma%20KLINT.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img alt="“The swan nº 1”, de Hilma Af Klint" border="0" data-original-height="564" data-original-width="564" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVMaGdlNdpRsCTBJBve8Xt9S1TNGEKMSp2T0gUOU51k81dLr-ENBYqZuinqKX0SjSM3KgK3DOG-i_efxekSOTLhfWJwKV50oEG7kgDHO9ZArdqupl-Fh5GypoljgojiR4ZpcuR3gm1WT33CtMAkC59cICdgFgWrX0nB3US470Fv20tJCB4wBBA9tpt/w320-h320/Hilma%20KLINT.jpg" width="320" /></a> <a class="markup--anchor markup--p-anchor" data-href="https://www.pinterest.es/pin/540150549316493068/" href="https://www.pinterest.es/pin/540150549316493068/" rel="noopener" target="_blank">“The swan nº 1”, de Hilma Af Klint</a><span style="text-align: center;"> </span></p><p><span style="text-align: center;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal">Salto os olhos pelas páginas<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">e em Cada degrau <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">da estação tardia<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">Partida, partira, partiu, vamos?<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">não haverá mais tempo<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">parto e entrelaço minhas mãos <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">surrupiada manhã<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">esquecida por mim<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">no asfalto das eras<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">Diabo-lógicas<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">Deixaram o bilhete no chão<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">“nos beijamos amanhã”<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">“Até”, digo eu<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">Extraviada dos anos<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">desconhecida a matéria<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">dos sonhos por vir<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">O vagão vaguilongo vagueou<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">em meio às bombas<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">Instantes imprecisos, mas<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">floreando as ideias, pois você torcera<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">pelo branco das nuvens <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">ele a viver na paleta do <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">espírito e, ainda assim, deseja<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">sua trama em comunhão com a queda</p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">manifestação férrea e sem rédeas, <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">em si, purpurizando a cadeia de acontecimentos <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">dispersos__ sem terra<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">Assalto minhas certezas<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">deixo o interminável tra(n)çar<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">caminhos<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p> </p><p class="MsoNormal">Meu irmão sonoro, o vento<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">balbucia folhagens pelo espaço<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">toco a memória<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">do fogo, carambolas em compotas<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">desligada dos trilhos<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a name="_Hlk98864110">Apito <o:p></o:p></a></p><p class="MsoNormal">em meu corpo <o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">cada mito –<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">côndria energiza e<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">ritualiza a etimologia
do sol<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">Lanço-me à dança
incerta<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">à crueza do
chamamento longínquo<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">Captar o<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">Átrio,<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">ser em todos os
lados<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">a miríade<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">Do sim<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">Mitologema<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">a percorrer<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">o real da via viva<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">Vida Espessa, expressa<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">espessa, Expressa e vibra:<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal">minha peça,<o:p></o:p></p><p>
</p><p class="MsoNormal">nossa era.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Luciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961810842658388791.post-61583845332785016672022-03-29T11:31:00.003-07:002022-03-29T11:45:11.266-07:00Trilha trincada<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc1HT9uJF6njpsl0cMxBa_7gKbZpfitIoNqMnhW7oXq_mSkVayrPa7yWJFBTfFJEoR-lB3EDc-0FCZveLWtgwv-qBCjgfBlPWTrP_Neio46bjfIZQcIoK2XkDq9i55GFnR9YzTfCIq2E7YFtCVR4YW6OWRrPV_KY-2BIPF_ioljHLhrVRBhNR2ayAX/s320/Arte%20de%20Muminalab.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="320" data-original-width="320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc1HT9uJF6njpsl0cMxBa_7gKbZpfitIoNqMnhW7oXq_mSkVayrPa7yWJFBTfFJEoR-lB3EDc-0FCZveLWtgwv-qBCjgfBlPWTrP_Neio46bjfIZQcIoK2XkDq9i55GFnR9YzTfCIq2E7YFtCVR4YW6OWRrPV_KY-2BIPF_ioljHLhrVRBhNR2ayAX/s1600/Arte%20de%20Muminalab.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p class="graf graf--p" name="f73d" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Insta: <a class="markup--anchor markup--p-anchor" data-href="http://nstagram.com/p/CUr4-ABrhHK/?epik=dj0yJnU9VHAzNVhBZXZKSUtmaVBnM2dSUjVvMWp2VjcwT1ZSdzMmcD0wJm49TnZPVkRaamZfa0RITkU3T3R5STRWUSZ0PUFBQUFBR0l2X0pj" href="http://nstagram.com/p/CUr4-ABrhHK/?epik=dj0yJnU9VHAzNVhBZXZKSUtmaVBnM2dSUjVvMWp2VjcwT1ZSdzMmcD0wJm49TnZPVkRaamZfa0RITkU3T3R5STRWUSZ0PUFBQUFBR0l2X0pj" rel="noopener" target="_blank">@muminalab</a>, “093 — desplegando sueños”.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Tarda muito para haver silêncio</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">raios de sol_________e eu rastejando</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">rastreio o rumor reincidente da rua</span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Eu, sorteio sonoro</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">sonho__________sibilino</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">eu nos outros</span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">são sinos que surgem</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">somando sons</span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">sigo e surjo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">_________</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">rompante raro</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">em cada lado calado</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">E rasurado</span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Rojão da palavra:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">ainda é tempo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div>Luciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961810842658388791.post-56200396130365113602022-02-26T07:19:00.004-08:002022-02-26T08:42:34.419-08:00<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Luciana Moraes</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Disposta a fisgar o sol, deixo</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">a minha casa de verão, amiga, amigo</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">rompo as figuras, as marcas e as camadas do papel</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">com linhas e cores ritmando as horas</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">II. </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Para absorver o encontro,</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">nos tocamos,</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">afogamos</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">os corpos em mais um dia</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">neste mar de sig-</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">nós e sua caçada de pontos preci(o)sos</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Não fuja,</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">ca(n)to o invisível </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">flor de intenções</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">somos conchas afiadas pelo</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">vento em água</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">como uma pipa empinada por você</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">bem-acabada</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">III.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Escrevemos e vemos como</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">nos dando as mãos</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">sobe a onda sobe o voo</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">nenhuma certeza, é tarde</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">mesmo assim, </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">não desista: o que importa?</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">sou objeto urgente</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">nos vemos na próxima esquina</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">você, maleável </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">elos ~ sopros ~ correm ~ em ~ silêncio</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">me conduz</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">mas ela diz, afiada,</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">/sou colorida & </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">radica(liza)da no ar </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">lá, ele diz /sou</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">manancial esgarçado, nada</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">entre rosas e sombras</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">ela diz /sou engraçada e <i>subversa</i></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">à degradação</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">ele diz /estou em contentamento</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">ela /estou em contato,</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">beijando o</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">abis-</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">mó.</span></p><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></span>Luciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961810842658388791.post-86281416259755687882022-02-26T07:15:00.001-08:002022-02-26T07:15:13.823-08:00<p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjDjBg_3BHRJC0cBdt1_oA9Oi_5AQmdLm155axNVQBzXzgYwhEL34XLi_47wa3HvBNhKxGPAET2m7o8wRO1o1FMUWuR00oCcQt5peCs2PRw114cOdyD0YJcBVfmgxCtJbqxnTpp-4srXdT-APPpGSgNa6IVXiB7StxdJUGhsQkDYUGXDQlx_H56Dfjr=s783" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="618" data-original-width="783" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjDjBg_3BHRJC0cBdt1_oA9Oi_5AQmdLm155axNVQBzXzgYwhEL34XLi_47wa3HvBNhKxGPAET2m7o8wRO1o1FMUWuR00oCcQt5peCs2PRw114cOdyD0YJcBVfmgxCtJbqxnTpp-4srXdT-APPpGSgNa6IVXiB7StxdJUGhsQkDYUGXDQlx_H56Dfjr=s320" width="320" /></a></div><p><br /></p><p> <span style="color: #9900ff; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-weight: 700; text-align: center; white-space: pre-wrap;">Margarida ou Pérola</span></p><span id="docs-internal-guid-18bb062b-7fff-e1a7-d2c6-a7e44b6ead12"><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-weight: 700; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Luciana Moraes</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Bom é ter</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">olhos que se abrem</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">para ver um novo dia</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">e nascer na brecha com</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">linhas firmes, nessa</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">manhã costurada pela</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">flor da memória</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">II.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Se você caminha assim, na greta,</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">já se verá em outra fase</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">o ritmo das cores</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">e os fardos por trás do aroma</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Sim, percorrer a floricultura </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">do tempo é exercício pertinaz</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">III.</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Nunca se sabe onde </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">começa a bruxa,</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">onde os rumores do mundo findam</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">visto que, de repente,</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">no simples lapso das horas</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">o corpo anoitece</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">e, no breu, abotoa</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">as sementes do sonho </span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">para vingar:</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">plantará o brilho</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">das marés.</span></p><div><span><br /></span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><br /><br /></span>Luciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961810842658388791.post-32515525653077324372022-02-26T07:13:00.006-08:002022-02-26T07:13:49.419-08:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138;"><br /></span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138;">Diário Poético - criações</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjuIEUIbbTabTR7kXNQh4Vh6zSyh9dKuGOryAaKW1n-xBCvG8s7RwkzUJcbRpHUOxHlj2d0lqQLKV2qtUnM50E4r9sV_2o4QsX8nIeZXHXQUtIjOmJ2bYC4Ba80__MLEdET60iJyOGqd1lhVqwoe7IaHGgpTToDbnKulxklOccp5V1Wg4VzzgJrrJmg=s4160" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4160" data-original-width="3120" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjuIEUIbbTabTR7kXNQh4Vh6zSyh9dKuGOryAaKW1n-xBCvG8s7RwkzUJcbRpHUOxHlj2d0lqQLKV2qtUnM50E4r9sV_2o4QsX8nIeZXHXQUtIjOmJ2bYC4Ba80__MLEdET60iJyOGqd1lhVqwoe7IaHGgpTToDbnKulxklOccp5V1Wg4VzzgJrrJmg=s320" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhRvQlUBYvchQ8grWsh7dMXaa78VYumcGZWkTNO-PVvDQ6EbBvAuNJ8cFXK_F8Waps7NMkQ0bp1dg-7scITg8LvP6w7HPyju_w8EWsEBVJBXsjgCDjygL59l0A-kirAmto-b1ZbxC-GYP0lHmsyZk8hVRKD7t7Wq81UY_R9GWTCjL5Jcn7oSwuB1ykv=s4160" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi5TF1d9fNt8ap3IGc1qpefv2CJOGAM8yMVOXDHQf0qwNdxr2l7SqvNzEs2xGzdIksDxvFafuSVpIIjtNiwyD0rEH_-BdVqnAdprcdNqDXbOKZw7dU8BXQdGgqzFi_yh_YJFi6RZI4t5t3agXxd5cd3cDz-_1pJ8_zKt5H_yVc386bBJHP9fgbi3hRt=s320" width="320" /></a></div><br /> https://open.spotify.com/episode/5cyc4BEW0UavjNvrSbtE5G?si=6758fcf1dc3f41d9<p></p>Luciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961810842658388791.post-69740959372007928222022-02-21T17:35:00.009-08:002022-02-28T09:32:48.721-08:00A janela semiaberta<p> </p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b></b></p><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhX2UhtAz2krWHlJTENhNeateaBYgCLkmhw3fxAx-nrLVbrF1mX3xD8wUL7POyj0_NdPvi09599eGIu4Bdl-ao9nclZ27WV1N4JhoX09cSEz8efT6rZwFMNw7Lmk7NIfp8nMk-r4qJ5bgb1qUJ3YrFdpUEx1yA-3dou8-GFNuI5HJa-vg0c3BZysQ1c=w567-h232" /><b><br /><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="color: magenta; font-size: 14pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><br /></span></b><p></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="color: magenta; font-size: 14pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><br /></span></b></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="color: magenta; font-size: 14pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">A janela semiaberta</span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">por Luciana Moraes</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12pt;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">PERSONAGENS</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"> Flávio - dono
da casa</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Lara - uma desconhecida</span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Médicos </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Enfermeiros</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Época: Segunda metade
do séc. XX; Lugar do drama: Rio de Janeiro (Recreio, zona Oeste)</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">_________________________________________________________________________</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12pt;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" />
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<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><b><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">PRIMEIRO ATO</span></b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><i><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Casa de família de
classe média. Quarto grande, chão com tacos de madeira envernizados, armário
embutido branco, uma poltrona roxa próxima da porta, uma cama de casal ao
centro, uma mesinha de cabeceira bege e um biombo ripado na lateral
esquerda. </span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><i><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">É tarde,15hs. Clima
fresco</span></i><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12pt;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">CENA I</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">[Lara está sentada na poltrona, o corpo
inclinado levemente para a direita. Ela olha fixamente para a janela]</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">FLÁVIO (apreensivo,
em pé, próximo da janela)</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Você disse que conhece a minha casa?</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">LARA (esboça um
sorriso)</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Todos os dias de Janeiro íamos à praia.
Era uma alegria.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">FLÁVIO</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Você morava aqui com quem? Não sei se
entendi bem.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">LARA </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Minhas duas filhas. Luana e Roberta.
Meu marido nos deixou. Sumiu no mundo.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12pt;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" />
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<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">FLÁVIO (desconfiado,
arrependido por deixá-la entrar mais na casa)</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Ah, sinto muito. Mas me diga: o que fez
você querer pular o muro ainda há pouco? E o passado já passou, não existe
mais… </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">LARA (um pouco
desconcertada)</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Só queria observar aquela roseira lá
atrás…dá pra ver melhor aqui do alto, nesse quarto. Posso me aproximar da
janela aí?</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">FLÁVIO (incomodado)</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Você sabe que podia ter se ferido, né?
Todos sabemos que os arames farpados são justamente para evitar a entrada de
ladrões. Você sabe disso, não? Entende o que eu digo?</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">LARA </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Sim, sim. É que eu não tenho mais
ninguém. Minhas filhas se casaram. Foram para outro estado. E eu aqui.. lembrando
da nossa época feliz. A Roberta adorava aquela roseira, sabe? Ela quem cuidava
dela, regava sempre. A Luana, não. Só queria ouvir música, trancada no quarto,
o som bem alto e…</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">FLÁVIO (interrompeu a
mulher, já cansado de ouvir)</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Entendi, claro. Então, se você não se
importa, daqui a pouco minha esposa chegará com as crianças, e eu gostaria de
ter tranquilidade na casa de novo. Tenho também meus trabalhos para cumprir,
ok?</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">LARA (confusa)</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Nossa, ah, desculpe.. certo. Você
poderia me dar um copo de água? Acho que minha boca está muito seca, receio que
seja…</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12pt;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">[a mulher tem uma crise convulsiva, cai
no chão, se debatendo a todo momento]</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12pt;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">FLÁVIO (com os olhos
arregalados, paralisado)</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Meus Deus, que dia!! Senhora, se..se..
Vou chamar a ambulância para você receber assistência médica.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12pt;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><br />
<br />
<br />
<br style="mso-special-character: line-break;" />
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<!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><b>SEGUNDO ATO</b></span></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><b><br /></b></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">[Antes do homem pegar o celular, ele
escuta uma algazarra em frente a sua casa; tocam o interfone, batem na porta;
ele deixa a mulher lá, por um instante, abre a porta, de repente, uma
ambulância com uma equipe médica reunida o interpela]</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">CENA II</span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">MÉDICO (gritando,
seguindo em direção à porta)</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Desculpe, senhor, esta mulher não podia
estar aí. </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Está se tratando em nossa clínica, aqui no bairro. Com licença, sim?</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">ENFERMEIRO (nervoso)</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Você não vê?! É um risco para a saúde
de todos! Cuidado com ela! </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Vamos pegar ela logo!</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">FLÁVIO (falando
enquanto caminha com a equipe)</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Não tinha como eu saber. Pula o meu
muro, entra na minha casa e vai contando histórias…que coisa!</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Claro. Mas o que vocês farão com ela?</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">MÉDICO</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Primeiro, um eletroencefalograma. Com
certeza. Ela já não estava bem nessa semana.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">Depois, mudar o medicamento, rever a
dose.</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12pt;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #fcff01;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">[Quando chegaram no quarto, havia um
bilhete amarelo colado na janela semiaberta, nele apenas escrito em caixa alta:
A MINHA ROSA DE ESPINHOS MURCHOU. Eles vasculharam todos os cômodos da casa,
olharam na varanda: nenhum sinal da mulher. Na rua, vizinhos disseram ter visto
uma mulher dançando feliz, girando seu vestido sob o sol, cantando e dançando, ao
mesmo tempo, correndo como se fugisse de alguém. Nunca mais Flávio a viu. Ela o
deixou enfeitiçado]</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12pt;"><span style="color: #fcff01; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><br />
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<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="color: #fcff01; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"> FIM</span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="color: #fcff01; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><br /></span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="color: #fcff01; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><br /></span></p>Luciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961810842658388791.post-66434628240236668432022-02-21T17:27:00.004-08:002022-02-28T14:18:51.987-08:00<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiGTeO1Urh6JzbLlnV7tKtcu4wkqPDrmNOs36jEzQfodmdpNtTkqYcO8_dkqg1E16DdSdNUeI6S4YwmIQF_0sHus_2DeoFj_34wLm4256DAuWFaQ9xD0oYoZMmR0MbXt8aHrYDkZCwJE-IY6HphcvDtFPZu2eWA1rblPa_r5UH51wz56FIclEhtqT8C=w638-h261" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Imagem do Pinterest - Autor desconhecido<br /><br /><p align="center" class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="color: #7030a0; line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-size: large;">Janela semiaberta</span><o:p style="font-size: 14pt;"></o:p></span></b></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="color: #7030a0; font-size: medium; line-height: 107%;">(recriação a partir do conto "A janela", de Lygia Fagundes Telles)</span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Ela está no interior do fruto<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">no sumo do acontecimento<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">no suco presente<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">ela é o próprio desejo se bebendo<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">e se tragando na cinza das horas<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><o:p><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Ele gira em indagações<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">filho do fruto era o filho da árvore<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">está vivendo o passado<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">num dia em que <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">ainda era pai<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><o:p><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">A palavra é parto das roseiras<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">descalabro do silêncio <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">dados suspensos no ar<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">os significados em suas mãos<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><o:p><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Se houver um passo em falso<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">deixamos de ver a janela <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">esquecemos o tempo<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">e perdemos de vista <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">o nome dos objetos: <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">insano instante<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><o:p><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Se cairmos no chão como uma<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Rosa toda delicada <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">ou uma fruta podre de vida sumarenta<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">de algum modo<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">estaremos com eles:<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">quase entregues,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">entre a reflexão <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">e<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">o ocaso.<o:p></o:p></span></p></td></tr></tbody></table><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /> </span></p>Luciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961810842658388791.post-81262061077078526092022-02-15T16:28:00.005-08:002022-02-15T16:35:52.124-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhi2oYqsxiXqFH6n531cirEC64e74BaDX-wtDG-MfnBjHExjKqRkHX-ivDSSDo8bcxIVoiN20h8crd-hb5d3mMMTXNN-iO0wrn8NSgvihp56NK_orle8RalrIgiX9LgQcU2CPbnuEyOGk6h5ck66Nt6VqGbd70NdzHyi7H_RayvDdDSVgPSq7A0Z3L-=s1400"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhi2oYqsxiXqFH6n531cirEC64e74BaDX-wtDG-MfnBjHExjKqRkHX-ivDSSDo8bcxIVoiN20h8crd-hb5d3mMMTXNN-iO0wrn8NSgvihp56NK_orle8RalrIgiX9LgQcU2CPbnuEyOGk6h5ck66Nt6VqGbd70NdzHyi7H_RayvDdDSVgPSq7A0Z3L-=s320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Arte de Luciana Moraes</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #45818e; font-weight: 700;"><br /></span></div><b><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #45818e;">(ÃO)</span></b></div></b><br /><br />Esteve<br />⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀por<br />⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀muito<br />⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ tempo<br />⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀aqui<br /><br />entre o<br />⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀furacão ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀e ⠀⠀⠀⠀a<br />⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀calmaria<br />entre o zumbido<br />⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀da<br />⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀mosca<br />e o espasmo do <i>viver ainda</i><br />⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀retumbando sentidos constelares<br />replicando em considerações<br />finais acerca do intangível<br />grito<br /><br />Seu reflexo. Seu borrão.<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Luciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961810842658388791.post-90734162628476877792022-02-13T11:58:00.002-08:002022-02-13T11:58:31.377-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhRm9DD3KWh5A17bAlJZ8uawlnyZR3p4ch8ioLj5kAyWFrnSMQ8IHReQhTSjETP4qLd1282BJPPfSE40U5FvgR0ZIaKjYo3N3vQlpKBVL36SShpq4E1YJ9V5dRMFYp2Pnan-W2vHDLE8dbvqgwmKzOhEYpudGiQfpLZ8iHzTsy4QLwKls4TGGofS6CT=s320" /></div><div style="text-align: center;">imagem do Pinterest — autor desconhecido</div><br /><br /><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: large;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #ffa400; font-size: large;">Autof(r)icções</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #04ff00; font-size: large; font-weight: 700; text-align: start;"> -poema alucinado pela necessidade do dia-</span></div></span><br /><br /><br />Raptos na madrugada<br />ratos foscos sem son(h)o<br />rastros no espaço<div> ⠀lapsos<br /><br />sendo ainda<br />bio de(sa)gradáveis<br />⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀as folhas e as palavras<br /><br />ainda, casas que sobem<br />pelo olhar; trajetos<br />Nas alturas, telhas e mais telhas<br />contínuas paredes<br />e janelas<br />rasurando o tempo<br />a perder de vista<br />⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀o céu<br /><br />Retorna à menção do outrora fogo alastrado<br />Um dia roxo de signos voláteis<br />e desinformados<br />arquipélagos sonoros<br />⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀revisitados<br /><br />E, à deriva, cri(s)e:<br />trilha em cores secundárias;<br />uma música para renascer<br />numa fictícia manhã<br />de paisagem<br />⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀-ilha<br /><br />história testemunhada, transparente<br />transportada pelos pássaros<br />e que seja verdadeira<br />e que seja límpida –<br />⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ainda hoje⠀⠀<br /><br /></div>Luciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961810842658388791.post-8527134282858446972022-02-08T13:45:00.003-08:002022-02-08T13:58:57.039-08:00<p> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgDHl5r9osN9XD6DrEO0Eolpm-BBHchcUw4kBZUwCYz2FOJyZi4mnC2aBrBgox5DwTYYYYJpkQzPUi1fh7EFEE6OvCulEpM-PgwDunVTC28rqBHEjabXgsuArrPUl3lsPa95SygAtfHcEyDdJLGEHtmhqTysEiS4dBqc-_u5ww3ekYCgxoiB_IHddaa=s315" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="315" data-original-width="236" height="315" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgDHl5r9osN9XD6DrEO0Eolpm-BBHchcUw4kBZUwCYz2FOJyZi4mnC2aBrBgox5DwTYYYYJpkQzPUi1fh7EFEE6OvCulEpM-PgwDunVTC28rqBHEjabXgsuArrPUl3lsPa95SygAtfHcEyDdJLGEHtmhqTysEiS4dBqc-_u5ww3ekYCgxoiB_IHddaa" width="236" /></a></div> imagem do Pinterest (autor desconhecido)<br /><span style="font-size: large; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">ReNascer</span></b><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Meu dia parte do traço<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">A matéria se refaz em cada sopro<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Meus sonhos têm a minha voz e passam <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">por entre minhas mãos<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">Me reconheço em meio ao deserto<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">de olhos fechados, iluminando o caos:<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal">a coragem e o sorriso do silêncio recriado.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>Luciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961810842658388791.post-77004383550388500162022-02-08T13:42:00.006-08:002022-02-08T13:58:32.061-08:00<p> </p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjJ-t1c085VEfl7_11IjrjyY8Yhw1ejoT6oHqwRX2TTlMyYrH1huIocjAh2wxQ25i7O6AqeSsm2DwOATEperllMSUrQPMuTxhOw99hul2BNo_ov_LsfsYvtE3eboxxIPlkiJGGBUV_Dzj5_TXIP8zGBZc-t0daNYpgeTzaaZiI8Bg9MOkQKPeRzlzeX=s337" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="337" data-original-width="236" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjJ-t1c085VEfl7_11IjrjyY8Yhw1ejoT6oHqwRX2TTlMyYrH1huIocjAh2wxQ25i7O6AqeSsm2DwOATEperllMSUrQPMuTxhOw99hul2BNo_ov_LsfsYvtE3eboxxIPlkiJGGBUV_Dzj5_TXIP8zGBZc-t0daNYpgeTzaaZiI8Bg9MOkQKPeRzlzeX=s320" width="224" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><b><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Ouvir(Ara) o tempo</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">(23/06/2021)</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div></b>Se fosse uma rede<br />⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀balançando<br />⠀ nossas memórias<br />⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀nesta sala — Carpe diem<br />mas são talvez 503 mil mortos aqui<br /><br />Houvesse o ritmo das tecelãs aqui<br />⠀timpá os gritos<br />do passado<br />⠀ redefinindo a cena de uma dança<br />⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀de algum dia<br />perdido<br /><br />deitar à sombra do Jatobá<br />milenar pulso do teu casco<br />engolir o tic tac do achamento luso<br /><br />Tempos rudes tilintam<br />procuro inguuán<br />⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀meu encanto<br />⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀minha terra<br />⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀nosso espaço<br />nossa cor e remanso<br />lá onde os sabiás<br />porventura dormem<br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Luciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961810842658388791.post-90583412046186502562022-02-08T10:39:00.000-08:002022-02-08T10:39:19.863-08:00<p> </p><p class="MsoNoSpacing"><o:p> </o:p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg4ZjhrKPW3HnDpm34sXDLCYOU82njWnP4mg0BFzTkgO9rO7Nebvz64WOQ3O5pO50b7LjMF-5GiY4HXNKs2AlQdffmlRlLivltZf6yHN6Qt18fWpNtih4_TWWDBBv56P03w2IeLC73MCL8rz6H5M3yf2ti0ebBnP14fYaht9MutG7bUPES1YDrjdiDV=s690" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="690" data-original-width="500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg4ZjhrKPW3HnDpm34sXDLCYOU82njWnP4mg0BFzTkgO9rO7Nebvz64WOQ3O5pO50b7LjMF-5GiY4HXNKs2AlQdffmlRlLivltZf6yHN6Qt18fWpNtih4_TWWDBBv56P03w2IeLC73MCL8rz6H5M3yf2ti0ebBnP14fYaht9MutG7bUPES1YDrjdiDV=s320" width="232" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">imagem do Pinterest (autor desconhecido)</div><br /><p></p>
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<div style="text-align: left;">Parece que vens<br /> como a boca traz<br /> <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>a vida<br />como a fome cria<br /> <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>o sangue<br />antes que o mundo e<br />tudo se acabe<br /><o:p> <br /></o:p>Parece que sonhas<br />peixe salta<br /> <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
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verdadeiro<br /><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Kaiapó</i>, a noite
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Luciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961810842658388791.post-60203205559512389062022-01-02T13:20:00.002-08:002022-01-02T23:07:34.502-08:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiC-t9rBcpPPp5cv3NSdWB5bZ8n_A_DhI9TRWJN2ELFpHKgT1QjOKEmjqxu9Ry0RmYaySyHTs29AbWKrrfzbkxypqQT1WXCn51trQv27KUPpG4PtqAqAcBNxpTrb7VZzdxAvnActcqdoEEEJyl5jUXa6-wpc9Reue0c7k-yL-jQRo2xaP0ES8vfD6xD=s724" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="424" data-original-width="724" height="187" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiC-t9rBcpPPp5cv3NSdWB5bZ8n_A_DhI9TRWJN2ELFpHKgT1QjOKEmjqxu9Ry0RmYaySyHTs29AbWKrrfzbkxypqQT1WXCn51trQv27KUPpG4PtqAqAcBNxpTrb7VZzdxAvnActcqdoEEEJyl5jUXa6-wpc9Reue0c7k-yL-jQRo2xaP0ES8vfD6xD=s320" width="320" /></a></div><b><br /></b><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138;"> </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #e69138;">Carrega<strike>dores</strike> Cristais</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Janela dadá Janeira Lá</div><div style="text-align: left;">Quais elos existiriam?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">se possível verei o céu pelo avesso com as <i>folhas de relva</i></div><div style="text-align: left;">darei suspiros ao anoitecer</div><div style="text-align: left;">para a enorme (vrum)</div><div style="text-align: left;">vidraça intransferível</div><div style="text-align: left;">que fere os olhos quando se abrem,</div><div style="text-align: left;">mas, estes, intrépidos, que tocam os contrastes das cores</div><div style="text-align: left;">todas as paisagens sonoras>> distantes (vrum) e>> defectíveis</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">a palavra (vrum) real se esboça se tatuando na carne </div><div style="text-align: left;">pontilhando os cabelos ... fé-emlouça-fezes-efé</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">O mundo, enorme,</div><div style="text-align: left;">e o mar de signos (vrum)</div><div style="text-align: left;">pulsam, desencontrados</div><div style="text-align: left;">entre enchentes e desertos</div><div style="text-align: left;">neste tempo absoluto e rasurado: (vrum) vida</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i>O poema se parecerá com você</i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">O verbo escondido no vento percorre</div><div style="text-align: left;">silenciosamente os dias com sua (vrum) palavra</div><div style="text-align: left;">a desintegrar a forma do real__</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">__nos mostrando outro refúgio </div><div style="text-align: left;">(vrum) pelas mãos dos que atuam na contra-</div><div style="text-align: left;">corrente na selva (vrum) por trás de tudo neste</div><div style="text-align: left;">espa(vrum)ço</div><div style="text-align: left;">dinÂmicO de </div><div style="text-align: left;">justa intenção.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><p></p>Luciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961810842658388791.post-86289159895697673062021-12-01T18:56:00.002-08:002021-12-01T19:41:15.876-08:00<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiyJXEPynEXSR3JVc9KFqvJaZsWBxu9Fu9VkfdVnC0S91NTUuVCkEvQlQRrdnxBoUoJFGP0zn0QKbBLbsyy0RSUGh1TZ4Nk6Z5ZoObree-mTSgOlaE74IuUUpjGe_3F9sOeXu6ekH7QTVolnfsPdSIMQNyhvfbYUYBa_i6toWsY6c3JoVmCKyE_uvwF=s863" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="863" data-original-width="600" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiyJXEPynEXSR3JVc9KFqvJaZsWBxu9Fu9VkfdVnC0S91NTUuVCkEvQlQRrdnxBoUoJFGP0zn0QKbBLbsyy0RSUGh1TZ4Nk6Z5ZoObree-mTSgOlaE74IuUUpjGe_3F9sOeXu6ekH7QTVolnfsPdSIMQNyhvfbYUYBa_i6toWsY6c3JoVmCKyE_uvwF=s320" width="222" /></a></div><p></p><p><br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #fcff01;">Se fosse frésia a floraquática </span></b></div><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div>Caber na palavra <i>nada;<br /></i>descendo todos os níveis d'água<br />chegar em sua profundidade de mar<br />tocar um ser cego de dentes grandes</div><div><br />com bioluminescência recriar a saudade;</div><div>no solo seguem os bichos e também os anjos<br />por que não no presente de uma certa paz<br />de uma poderosa aventura modulando <br />o seu canto borbulhante de mergulhador?</div><div><br /><i>together<br /></i>cantando a seu modo;<br />a prática de ver o instante <br />sem o disfarce ordinário<br />é o que nos interessa</div><div><br />quando subitamente<br />de um estômago dilatável <br />pudéssemos ver<br />regurgitada<br />a insuspeitada alegria<br />daquele homem: ser que é flor e pedra<br />que de tão igual à terra<br />reconhece sua viagem <br />interna, amarela</div><div><br />como a primeira sílaba <br />de <i>ensaio <br /></i><i>desembainhando </i>e <i>desembalando <br /></i><i>as flores dos dias das árvores<br /></i>no interior do en-tre-tempo<br />na luz intermitente do<br />convívio;<br /><i><br /></i><br /></div><p><br /></p>Luciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961810842658388791.post-49013279487993055942021-11-02T16:54:00.002-07:002021-11-02T20:32:36.880-07:00<p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdz239xgNE2rS0hz9-RI7nI6aYjZQsTdVNkmBTc8RoyVwg0Z2pSZiflH3ZGZwoZDhaWP-dArzGk6IuzuuoX5OeND5UeiHDu8F8O_Ct216B9qPxDXUhKsJl2NhUEqGgAGyrtwlQ5ITkX1Y/s280/flor+de+laranjeira.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="210" data-original-width="280" height="210" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdz239xgNE2rS0hz9-RI7nI6aYjZQsTdVNkmBTc8RoyVwg0Z2pSZiflH3ZGZwoZDhaWP-dArzGk6IuzuuoX5OeND5UeiHDu8F8O_Ct216B9qPxDXUhKsJl2NhUEqGgAGyrtwlQ5ITkX1Y/s0/flor+de+laranjeira.jpg" width="280" /></a></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: 700;"><span style="color: #f6b26b;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #f6b26b;"> Florada silente</span></b></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="color: #04ff00;"><br /> Escrito hilstI</span><span><span style="color: #04ff00;">ano pela vida à</span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> la-</span><span style="color: #04ff00;">ranj</span><span style="color: #04ff00;">eira </span></span></div><div><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span><span style="color: #04ff00;">endo-lírica flor de proteção</span></span></div><div><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">qual cor ignota guardada, fito</span><span style="color: #04ff00;">-</span><span style="color: #04ff00;">lhe</span></div><div><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> entre o doce de ovos</span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> e </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">o amargor ficcional</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span></div><div><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #800180;"><b> </b></span></div><div><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">uma realidade</span><span style="color: #800180;"><b> </b></span><span style="color: #04ff00;">afiada e fértil vai </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">no corte </span></div><div><span style="color: #04ff00;"> esperado, </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">no fio de sílabas </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">enfim sal- </span></div><div><span style="color: #04ff00;"> tadas</span><span style="color: #04ff00;"><span>, nos</span></span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">vórtices fadados ao </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">verbo</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">da carne</span></div><div><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> </span></div><div><span style="color: #04ff00;"> Após um rato, um verme </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">e</span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> um rato e um verme</span></div><div><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">de tudo que ficou </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">um pouco</span></div><div><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">nosso tempo</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">partido</span></div><div><span style="color: #04ff00;"> vamos, visitantes</span><b><span style="color: #800180;"> </span></b><span style="color: #04ff00;">que somos</span></div><div><span style="color: #04ff00;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> trazemos o particípio</span><span style="color: #800180;"><b> </b></span><span style="color: #04ff00;">do silêncio</span></div><div><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">e a transigência do </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">agoraaaaa</span></div><div><span style="color: #04ff00;"> Esculpidos nas mãos</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">para ser som</span></div><div><span style="color: #04ff00;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> Tu me têns, tu me lês</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">neste invariável</span></div><div><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">espaço de migr</span><span style="color: #04ff00;">ações</span></div><div><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">Tudo que há de fluid</span><span style="color: #04ff00;">o no ar </span></div><div><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> o tema do encontro do teto</span><span style="color: #800180;"><b> </b></span><span style="color: #04ff00;">com o dito</span></div><div><span style="color: #04ff00;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">acima</span><span style="color: #274e13;">, </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">abaixo,</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">no ir e vir</span><span style="color: #800180;"><b> </b></span><span style="color: #04ff00;">v i r e i r</span></div><div><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">expelido em saliva</span><span style="color: #800180;"><b> </b></span><span style="color: #04ff00;">de tintas mesclada</span><span style="color: #04ff00;">s</span></div><div><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">o eterno o</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">anímico </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">trans</span><span style="color: #04ff00;">muta</span></div><div><span style="color: #04ff00;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">em prol das matas </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">sem carbono e Bosto</span></div><div><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">nas Línguas</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">e </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">no</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">caminho de </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">gerações:</span></div><div><span style="color: #04ff00;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">são vidas</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">parentes</span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> ao sabor</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">do vento</span></div><div><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">é </span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">o sangue corre</span><span style="color: #04ff00;">ndo</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">atrás dos verticilos.</span></div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Luciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5961810842658388791.post-79630399605638872832021-11-02T15:51:00.008-07:002021-11-02T16:15:46.486-07:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdz239xgNE2rS0hz9-RI7nI6aYjZQsTdVNkmBTc8RoyVwg0Z2pSZiflH3ZGZwoZDhaWP-dArzGk6IuzuuoX5OeND5UeiHDu8F8O_Ct216B9qPxDXUhKsJl2NhUEqGgAGyrtwlQ5ITkX1Y/s280/flor+de+laranjeira.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="210" data-original-width="280" height="210" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdz239xgNE2rS0hz9-RI7nI6aYjZQsTdVNkmBTc8RoyVwg0Z2pSZiflH3ZGZwoZDhaWP-dArzGk6IuzuuoX5OeND5UeiHDu8F8O_Ct216B9qPxDXUhKsJl2NhUEqGgAGyrtwlQ5ITkX1Y/s0/flor+de+laranjeira.jpg" width="280" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: 700;"><span style="color: #f6b26b;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #f6b26b;"> Florada silente</span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #04ff00;"><br /> Escrito hilstI </span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #800180;"><b> -</b></span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> ano</span><br /><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">laranj</span><span style="color: #800180;"><b>|</b></span><span style="color: #04ff00;">eira </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #800180;"><b> <u>|</u></b></span><span><b style="color: #274e13;"> </b><span style="color: #04ff00;">endo-lírica flor de proteção</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">qual cor ignota guardada, fito</span><span style="color: #274e13;">-</span><span style="color: #800180;"><b><span>|</span><span> </span></b></span><span style="color: #274e13;"><b> </b> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">lhe</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> entre o doce de ovos</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #800180;"> <b> |</b></span><span style="color: #04ff00;">e </span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> o amargor ficcional</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #800180;"><b> |</b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> uma realidade</span><span style="color: #800180;"><b>| </b></span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">afiada e fértil vai</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> no corte esperado </span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #800180;"><b> |</b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #800180;"><b> | </b></span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> no fio de sílabas </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> enfim sal- tadas</span><span style="color: #800180;"><b>| </b></span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">vórtices fadados ao</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> verbo</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #800180;"><b>| </b></span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">da carne</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> Após um rato, um verm</span><span style="color: #800180;"><b>| </b></span><span style="color: #04ff00;">e um rato um verme</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">de tudo que ficou </span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #800180;"><b>| </b></span><span style="color: #04ff00;">um pouco</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> nosso tempo</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><b><span style="color: #800180;">|</span></b><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">partido</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">vamos, visitantes</span><b><span style="color: #800180;"> | </span></b><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">que somos</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> trazemos o particípio</span><span style="color: #800180;"><b> |</b></span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">do silêncio</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> e a transigência do</span><span style="color: #800180;"><b>| </b></span><span style="color: #04ff00;">agoraaa</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> Esculpidos nas mãos </span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #800180;"><b> |</b></span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">para ser som</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> Tu me têns, tu me lês </span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #800180;"><b>|</b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #800180;"><b> | </b></span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">neste invariável</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">espaço de migr </span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #800180;"><b> |</b></span><span style="color: #04ff00;">ações</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> Tudo que há de fluid</span><span style="color: #800180;"><b>| </b></span><span style="color: #04ff00;">o no ar </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> o tema do encontro do teto</span><span style="color: #800180;"><b>|</b></span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">com o dito</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> acima</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #800180;"><b>|</b></span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">abaixo</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> no ir e vir</span><span style="color: #800180;"><b>| </b></span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">v i r e ir</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> expelido em saliva</span><span style="color: #800180;"><b>| </b></span><span style="color: #04ff00;">de tintas mesclada</span><span style="color: #04ff00;">s</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> o eterno o</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #800180;"><b>|</b></span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> anímico</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> trans</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #800180;"><b> |</b></span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">muta</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">em prol da mata</span><span style="color: #800180;"><b>| </b></span><span style="color: #04ff00;">sem carbono e Bosto</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">nas Línguas</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span><b style="color: #800180;"> | </b><span style="color: #04ff00;">e</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">no</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">caminho de</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #800180;"><b> | </b></span><span style="color: #04ff00;">gerações</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">são vidas</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #800180;"><b>|</b></span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">parentes </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> ao sabor</span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #800180;"><b> | </b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #800180;"><b> |</b></span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">do vento</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> é </span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #800180;"><b>|</b></span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">o sangue corr</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;"> endo </span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #800180;"><b> |</b></span><span style="color: #274e13;"> </span><span style="color: #04ff00;">atrás dos verticilosss</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"> <b><span style="color: #800180;"> |</span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span style="color: #800180;"> /|\</span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><p></p>Luciana Moraeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03246862739982613732noreply@blogger.com0