Venho convidar-vos para o lançamento do livro de poesia "As palavras são de agua".do Eduardo Aleixo http://ealeixo.blogspot.com
domingo, 18 de outubro de 2009
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Colocado aqui mui gentilmente por © Piedade Araújo Sol (Pity) à(s) 18:37
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Obrigado, Piedade.
Bem hajas.
Edu
Desejo o maior exito para o livro.
Beijos e abraços.
N'est-que pas que la solitude en soi-mème eveille un peu d'attente fébrile? Voici l'entrée, vide, discrètetement illuminée comme une musée nocturne – la terasse, avec ses flottant torchères dans un étrangement doux soir d'Avent – la vestibule et le murmure vocale s'écartant – la très propre chambre et la musique dansante derrière le mur – et le bar avec les drinks mondains – le bassin où le nageur entrâine, longeur de longeur, il en n'a pas assez, il faut y mettre de sien – et enfin la fille du coin de couloir obscure q'elle tourne vers'l haut noire et pâle, vince, determinée et pure de style comme un moderne avion de chasse suédois.
Poétudes
SONNET XXXIX FOR KATIE
I went downtown, saw Katie in the nude
on Common Avenue, detracted soltitude
as it were, like a dream-state rosely hued,
like no one else could see her; DAMN! I phewed;
was reciprokelly then, thank heaven, viewed,
bestowed unique hard-on! but NOT eschewed,
contrair-ee-lee, she took a somewhat rude
'n readidy attude of Sex Prelude; it BREWED!
And for a start, i hiccuped "Hi!", imbued
with Moooood! She toodledooed: "How queued
your awe-full specie-ally-tee, Sir Lewd,
to prove (alas!), to have me finely screwed,
and hopef'lly afterwards beloved, wooed,
alive, huh? Don't you even DO it, Duu-uuude!"
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Casualidad sopla la sangre
de alguno señor desconocido
durante los pocos restantes
momentos del resplandor de faroles
que se vislumbran tras el follaje
flameando de las obsesiónes
igual efimero como gotas
del cinzano de la soledad –
En aquel tiempo me levanta
dentro uno incidente avejentado
que en seguida palidece
al camouflaje de abstraccion;
chica, nadie conoce que tus grisos
ojos significan aún; con todo
el sueño que hube evacuado
tu escudriñas nuevamente.
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Consider Sex and time, procreation, reincarnation. Trigonometry! I envisage the time axis as the repetitive tangens function. Do you see what I mean? What can be tentatively derived from this notion? Clue: orgasm AND birth pangs at tan 0.
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