tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31247458531456553322024-03-04T21:38:50.592-08:00Alexandre BritoAlexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.comBlogger101125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-3955209422627112242010-04-11T05:41:00.000-07:002010-04-11T05:47:33.235-07:00<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 src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWuqAyfG5fDSTUIV7WlHPXWgd2JGCBnh4lIUR-TDBGX99wJqmEiEp9s_gAUkySMPw6kTOyNTF_UJJkUR2I5Vvo0C7W3SRJCG3JcW1mM7bytSzVzovl09a3XcHNb9F7uSuqpfV3ZLk5na0/s320/bras+ilha.jpg" /></div><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;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms', serif; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">poema: </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">AleSandra</span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Sandra Santos e Alexandre Brito</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms', serif;color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-13910185234659027042009-11-24T11:46:00.001-08:002009-11-27T15:15:15.867-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:-webkit-monospace;font-size:13px;" ><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:-webkit-monospace;font-size:13px;" ><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Contemporary Brazilian Music - </span></b></span></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span">música brasileira conteporânea </span></b></span></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZRXO28bjVJYfgjsR1l5v-HlN5lt7F9WcbdOplXbbSw7hMtzKR13s1-32fydhB0UCP3gzNaoz3k2G8gZFKy7JEPUip1sZNVdfPyZvUb7eZtpjMijrJa5BnAxMDepiWEs_wBDL4nC7_q4w/s1600-h/musica+baixe+gratis.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZRXO28bjVJYfgjsR1l5v-HlN5lt7F9WcbdOplXbbSw7hMtzKR13s1-32fydhB0UCP3gzNaoz3k2G8gZFKy7JEPUip1sZNVdfPyZvUb7eZtpjMijrJa5BnAxMDepiWEs_wBDL4nC7_q4w/s400/musica+baixe+gratis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375191682246971202" border="0" /></a></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">o novo Cd dos poETs </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px; text-decoration: none;font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51); line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;font-family:-webkit-monospace;" ><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">14</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span"> músicas legais com letras bacanas. </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">14</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span"> músicas entre o pop, o rock e a MPB. </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">14</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span"> músicas pra dançar, umas junto, outras separado. </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">14</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span"> músicas cantadas por 3 vocalistas com timbres complementares, um grave, um médio e um agudo. </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">14</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span"> músicas compostas em parceria por Alexandre Brito, Ricardo Silvestrin e Ronald Augusto. </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">14</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span"> músicas produzidas pela Loopreclame e os poETs, sob a batuta de Marcelo Fornazier. </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">14 </span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">músicas que trazem de volta a banda que fez show no Circo Voador, SESC Pompéia, Manaus, Brasília, Curitiba, Santa Catarina, Rio Grande do Sul. </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">14 </span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">músicas que confirmam o primeiro cd, Música Legal com Letra Bacana, lançado pela YB em 2004. </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">14 </span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">músicas que vão além do cd anterior. </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">14</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span"> músicas amadurecidas show a show. </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">14 </span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">músicas que muitos fãs já conhecem. </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">14 </span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">músicas com uma banda que está em atividade desde 2001. </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">14 </span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">músicas num cd que tem o nome "os poETs" porque toda banda tem que ter um disco só com o nome da banda. </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">14 </span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">músicas. únicas. </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Ouve aí</span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">. </span></span></span></span></span></b></span></span></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrZs-eqoxj0wemAmNwel9Ak5BrbHBMeGrm58-70JZy7Td7B2hh7BGeFjfg34vTH-d-kKeFA2sY1Xuqu-B9AzHYErVpe8eo2vxf-vDKABEYZJoUqM_uw9lZ_mhuMRnsQAKK5xmC0pka5_c/s1600-h/contracapacd.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrZs-eqoxj0wemAmNwel9Ak5BrbHBMeGrm58-70JZy7Td7B2hh7BGeFjfg34vTH-d-kKeFA2sY1Xuqu-B9AzHYErVpe8eo2vxf-vDKABEYZJoUqM_uw9lZ_mhuMRnsQAKK5xmC0pka5_c/s320/contracapacd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385534097708446290" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:monospace;color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 68); line-height: 18px;font-size:85%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span">os poETs em novo Cd</span></b></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span"></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 68); font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></div></b></span></span></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 85, 68); line-height: 18px;font-size:85%;" ><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">A arte da capa aí em cima é assinada por nada mais nada menos que </span></span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">Luis Giudice</span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">. A bolacha tem 14 músicas. Foi um processo incrível chegar aos arranjos finais das canções que compõem esse trabalho. Contou com a experiência do </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">Marcelo Fornazier</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span"> na produção musical, a colaboração luxuosa do </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">Julio Caescaes</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span"> nas mixagens e o talento do time de músicos da </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">Loop</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span"> Produtora. O show oficial de lançamento do novo álbum vai rolar dia </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">28/09</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">, às 20:30hs, no </span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">Teatro Renascenç</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">a. Fique ligado.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); line-height: normal; font-weight: bold;font-family:'trebuchet ms';" ><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);">baixar as músicas grátis:</span> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal;font-family:-webkit-monospace;" ><div class="fw-text"><p><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);">ouça e baixe a música "</span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);">Ilha de cara</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);">"</span></span></p><p><!--InsertMediaBegin alt="http://ospoets.webs.com/download-gratis-ilha.mp3" width="160" height="60" --><object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=5,0,0,0" height="60" width="160"><br /><param name="movie" value="http://images.webs.com/Flash/musicplayeradvanced.swf?FWmp3url=http%3A%2F%2Fospoets.webs.com%2Fdownload%2Dgratis%2Dilha.mp3"><br /><param name="quality" value="high"><br /><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><br /><embed 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class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);">download grátis</span> </span><a href="http://ospoets.webs.com/download-gratis-coracao.mp3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><b><span class="Apple-style-span">aqui</span></b></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></p><p><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);">ouça e baixe a música "</span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);">2 de fevereiro</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);">"</span></span></p><p><object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=5,0,0,0" height="60" width="160"><br /><param name="movie" value="http://images.webs.com/Flash/musicplayeradvanced.swf?FWmp3url=http%3A%2F%2Fospoets.webs.com%2Fdownload%2Dgratis%2Dfevereiro.mp3"><br /><param name="quality" value="high"><br /><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><br /><embed src="http://images.webs.com/Flash/musicplayeradvanced.swf?FWmp3url=http%3A%2F%2Fospoets.webs.com%2Fdownload%2Dgratis%2Dfevereiro.mp3" quality="high" allowfullscreen="true" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="60" width="160"></embed><br /></object><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);">download grátis</span> </span><a href="http://ospoets.webs.com/download-gratis-fevereiro.mp3"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"><b><span class="Apple-style-span">aqui</span></b></span></span></span></a></p></div><div><br /></div></span></span></div></span></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">Cd </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span">os poETs</span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span"> - Loopreclame 2009 - <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:-webkit-monospace;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">R$ 10,00</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);">-</span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-family:-webkit-monospace;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:-webkit-monospace;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span">Site</span></span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span></b></span></span><a 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/></span></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-47748298421611306052009-11-23T18:29:00.001-08:002009-11-27T15:12:16.901-08:00<div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div> <div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=""><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><br /></span></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikZasYbfRbHBZlDVM80qQltHzbpV78VvZrsHTVYw4HNjBWXSA-mEtDbCsM9_tmsJ8_eA7RC8M1_o_RaJViXodQh8XfuwQuRrbu4tk23PiXKW4krZPpdBNQtdbRWLDscwNI9h8dx3-nyZc/s1600/castelinho4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikZasYbfRbHBZlDVM80qQltHzbpV78VvZrsHTVYw4HNjBWXSA-mEtDbCsM9_tmsJ8_eA7RC8M1_o_RaJViXodQh8XfuwQuRrbu4tk23PiXKW4krZPpdBNQtdbRWLDscwNI9h8dx3-nyZc/s320/castelinho4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407505913204407650" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:monospace;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:'trebuchet ms';" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Poema em Foco</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;" ><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span">um olhar: poema sobre a foto. foto sobre o poema.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span></span></div><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-style: italic;"><b>Louis Braille</b></span>, um rapaz cego de 18 anos, ouviu falar de um sistema de escrita militar baseado em pontos e buracos para leitura de mensagens na ausência da luz. em <span style="font-style: italic;"><b>1829</b></span>, depois de adaptações, cria o sistema Braille.</span></span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span">na câmara escura da cegueira a poeta <span style="font-style: italic;"><b>Delfina Benigna da Cunha</b></span> escrevia versos. em <span style="font-style: italic;"><b>1834</b> </span>publicou </span><b>Poesias</b><span class="Apple-style-span">, primeiro livro impresso no Rio Grande do Sul. </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span">em <span style="font-style: italic;"><b>1841</b></span><b> </b>um papel impregnado de iodeto de prata foi exposto à luz numa câmara escura. a imagem revelada resultava inicialmente num </span><b>negativo</b><span class="Apple-style-span">, e, posteriormente, em contato com papel sensibilizado, num positivo. surgia a </span><b>fotografia moderna</b><span class="Apple-style-span">. </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span">a Exposição "</span><b>Poema em Foco</b><span class="Apple-style-span">" reúne poemas de 25 poetas brasileiros que, direta ou indiretamente, abordam o tema "fotografia". os poemas foram escritos/inscritos de próprio punho. sobre estas escrituras caligráficas a poeta e artista plástica </span><b>Sandra Santos</b><span class="Apple-style-span"> criou um pequeno e despojado ensaio fotográfico. a seguir os poemas foram transcritos para o Braille. </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">escritura, inscritura, caligrama, photograma, leitura óptica, leitura táctil, releitura, tresleitura.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span">esta exposição integra-se às comemorações do bicentenário de nascimento de <span style="font-weight: bold;">Louis Braille</span>. </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-weight: bold;">poetas convidados</span> (em ordem alfabética):</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span">Alexandre Brito, Alice Ruiz, Cairo Trindade, Cláudia Gonçalves, Dennis Radüns, Fabio Brüggmann, Glauco Mattoso, Gilberto Wallace, Jaime Medeiros Jr, Jiddu Saldanha, Juliana Meira, Liana Marques, Lau Siqueira, Mara Faturi, Mario Pirata, Nicolas Behr, Renato Mattos, Ricardo Portugal, Ricardo Silvestrin, Ronald Augusto, Rosane Morais, Sandra Santos, Sidnei Schneider, Telma Scherer, Tulio H. Pereira.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span class="Apple-style-span">Apoio: </span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Biblioteca Pública do Estado/SEDAC</span></b></span></span></div></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-51401441937703078952009-11-23T18:28:00.000-08:002009-11-24T13:27:58.149-08:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMIJiQSqJAzhd-LgAksHeaY5vUGG7QwxFMY4cyfZqdge0daRVY1uGHhrg9gvyXmPeePtL-oS-tsPxfqguKDPb6IR7IBskl1tWxXS-QZYtg1mqL7VRiYU5Z_0Ku-19phENTKrRxAjd1M1o/s1600/poemaemfoco-alice.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMIJiQSqJAzhd-LgAksHeaY5vUGG7QwxFMY4cyfZqdge0daRVY1uGHhrg9gvyXmPeePtL-oS-tsPxfqguKDPb6IR7IBskl1tWxXS-QZYtg1mqL7VRiYU5Z_0Ku-19phENTKrRxAjd1M1o/s320/poemaemfoco-alice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406879189839957314" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Photografia</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">parar o tempo</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"> por exemplo</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"> dá que pára</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"> numa véspera de morte</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">ou</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"> pelo contrário</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"> em algum momento</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"> de sorte</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">hoje</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">quem sabe</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">o tempo volte</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><br /></span></span></div><div><span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Alice Ruiz</span></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Alice Ruiz</span></span></span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"> nasceu em Curitiba, PR. a autora de "Navalha na Liga" já publicou mais de 15 livros, entre poesia, traduções e infantil. prêmio Jabuti de poesia com "Desorientais" em 1997 e "Dois em Um em 2009. a poeta tem mais de 50 músicas gravadas por parceiros e intérpretes, entre eles: Alzira Espíndola, Arnaldo Antunes, Itamar Assunção, Zé Miguel Wiznik e Zeca Baleiro.</span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-80080334115946832522009-11-23T18:27:00.001-08:002009-11-23T18:35:18.659-08:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvDJ_a2orvCwMlIRGpzfcukfvvRO9tDkkJw2mPYuXL8YgUEMJ0l0ubGyR_HqusFgWgNl2rQdDWUQOiJ4op884y0EDerYYDsCHOvNaOgY1S-Irpx5nS3uNKYuMdoC7Saup9_RSH_L9LMkc/s1600/DSC02763.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvDJ_a2orvCwMlIRGpzfcukfvvRO9tDkkJw2mPYuXL8YgUEMJ0l0ubGyR_HqusFgWgNl2rQdDWUQOiJ4op884y0EDerYYDsCHOvNaOgY1S-Irpx5nS3uNKYuMdoC7Saup9_RSH_L9LMkc/s320/DSC02763.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407492906245231010" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Soneto da casa invadida</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Bandidos, cada vez mais atrevidos,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">estão entrando em casas de família!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">O bando mata os donos, rouba, pilha,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">saqueia, até em cadáveres caídos!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Agora já não fogem, nem ruídos</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">evitam que se escutem! A mobília</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">carregam, ou ali mesmo a quadrilha</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">partilha jóias, ternos e vestidos!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Num lar de classe média, tomam conta</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">do próprio imóvel! No criado-mudo</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">da cama de casal, a extrema afronta:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Está o porta-retrato ali, mas tudo</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">que a foto mostra, um rosto que amedronta,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">é o dele, do assaltante bigodudo!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Glauco Mattoso</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Glauco Mattoso</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> é paulistano. um dos mais radicais representantes da ficção erótica e da poesia fescenina em língua portuguesa. celebrizou-se na década de 80 como autor do fanzine anarcopoético Jornal Dobrabil e do romance fetichista Manual do Pedólatra Amador. de 90 pra cá, publicou mais de 20 volumes de poesia entre os quais a antologia Poesia digesta (1974/2004) e Animalesca escolha (AmeopoemA-2004). adepto fervoroso da glosa decimal e do soneto clássico, destaca-se também como lexicógrafo no bilíngüe Dicionarinho de palavrões.</span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-85541466281936713572009-11-23T18:26:00.001-08:002009-11-23T18:36:15.156-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"><div> </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpFAoPWV1DB9X0FbSXOo9CRaeDJ1Onabhmt4A7JbAA9kUpldLKteg1j2nCxmdoOlNvIah2iCu1zbijdNR_Ds20Wf3PyBcu2HuLxDvU45wXx8eeMUsYuAJFkdULz_AyVVIkNq9bc8Wr36w/s1600/poemaemfoco-nicolas.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpFAoPWV1DB9X0FbSXOo9CRaeDJ1Onabhmt4A7JbAA9kUpldLKteg1j2nCxmdoOlNvIah2iCu1zbijdNR_Ds20Wf3PyBcu2HuLxDvU45wXx8eeMUsYuAJFkdULz_AyVVIkNq9bc8Wr36w/s320/poemaemfoco-nicolas.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406875554594590130" /></a> <div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">nas fotografias do livro</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">a grama está sempre </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">bem cortada</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">em volta das palmeiras</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">você nunca saberá</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">quem sou</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">mas eu existo e moro</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">perto de chestermill</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">no norte da austrália</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">tenho filhos como você</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">e também sofro com </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">a fome e as guerras</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">no mundo</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">meu Trabalho é esse:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">fazer com que a grama</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">esteja sempre muito</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">bem cortada em volta</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">das palmeiras,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">sem aparecer</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">nas fotografias</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#000066;"> </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Nicolas Behr</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"> </span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Nicolas Beh</span></span></b><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">r </span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">nasceu em Cuiabá. mora em Brasília desde 1974, de quem se tornou o poeta mais representativo. em 1977 publicou num mimeógrafo Iogurte com farinha. em 1978, após publicar Grande circular, Caroço de goiaba e Chá com porrada, foi preso e processado pelo DOPS por “porte de material pornográfico”. seu último livro, indicado ao Prêmio Jabuti de 2008, foi Laranja Seleta (Ed. Língua Geral).</span></span></span></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-73837257031082783992009-11-23T18:20:00.000-08:002009-11-23T19:08:09.248-08:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjU2-PYWg6l5F2iX9HVFr_b9isGrYOIlu8bAI-M57fz5JbfgGw6jbpueLT7zd8kiW0KFsB5BGmj16_zf_AGpJte6BQqK1JiXMP0zQJ5nlwadqcp2DtSVignNk_DEZJ8Zhtzwv1hayleh0/s1600/poemaemfoco-sandra.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjU2-PYWg6l5F2iX9HVFr_b9isGrYOIlu8bAI-M57fz5JbfgGw6jbpueLT7zd8kiW0KFsB5BGmj16_zf_AGpJte6BQqK1JiXMP0zQJ5nlwadqcp2DtSVignNk_DEZJ8Zhtzwv1hayleh0/s320/poemaemfoco-sandra.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407490310492854802" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#000066;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Que dizer da usura do verso</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">da verve do velho da virulência do verbo</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">verso usado verso ousado</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">todos foram inéditos</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">como a cor púrpura no retrato</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Sandra Santos</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Sandra Santos</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"> estreou nas letras aos 15 anos de idade, com o livro “Crônicas da Minha Cidade”, edição comemorativa do centenário de São Luiz Gonzaga, sua cidade natal. Tem poemas e contos perdidos em diversas antologias. É artista plástica, flautista e nerd, não necessariamente nesta ordem. É “cria” do “Homem que sabia Javanês”, mas sua escrita é em Java.</span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-28449334430887697812009-11-22T02:30:00.000-08:002009-11-23T17:51:25.561-08:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9AlhECyanp4quzJct_gc3380VRVGE_1VWJZTSPP0UjSa8u8xu712Cn7phikw8Q4IIOjZQ2SUQ8c25jULjrWv7qjyPXeNQLGS3ayVzhpLMmT3oNxDUOu1qxoDmM9F2OLf9VX64XGAXTgs/s1600/poemaemfoco-lau.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9AlhECyanp4quzJct_gc3380VRVGE_1VWJZTSPP0UjSa8u8xu712Cn7phikw8Q4IIOjZQ2SUQ8c25jULjrWv7qjyPXeNQLGS3ayVzhpLMmT3oNxDUOu1qxoDmM9F2OLf9VX64XGAXTgs/s320/poemaemfoco-lau.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406874146120188066" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">suicídio lento</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">na mobília da alma</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">os versos que invento</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Lau Siqueira </span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Lau Siqueira</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> nasceu em Jaguarão-RS e reside na Paraíba. publicou 4 livros de poemas. escreve no blog Poesia Sim, www.poesia-sim-poesia.blogspot.com</span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-27168225756221586592009-11-22T02:21:00.000-08:002009-11-24T11:58:03.001-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre-wrap; font-family:monospace;font-size:13px;"><div> </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih3cCOgYdhXhS167lw5IvaNh-tmZStGZqKHS5J0gKVVDAfTHyst5x4q63u4ib2REDfCbuuTs4JHFXbLfdCogGZy0zCWNTeTgSJuMoE2RPS4GJ0GSjB9v-qZ9js5Q4Ii-YwVDLSV64tZmk/s1600/poemaemfoco-portugal.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih3cCOgYdhXhS167lw5IvaNh-tmZStGZqKHS5J0gKVVDAfTHyst5x4q63u4ib2REDfCbuuTs4JHFXbLfdCogGZy0zCWNTeTgSJuMoE2RPS4GJ0GSjB9v-qZ9js5Q4Ii-YwVDLSV64tZmk/s320/poemaemfoco-portugal.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406866122581780642" /></a> <div style="text-align: center;"><b> </b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Ode de ódio à fotografia</span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"> </span></span></b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"> </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Dez mil mortes às portas da câmara escura</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">a que tens por caverna, tu</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">que deusa não és e a mitos</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">não te prestas, arte das frestas </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Dez mil mortes à rua entre as casas</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">e os pontos de luz,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">comedora de signos </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Câmara ardente de imagens vistas,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">muito menos que sonoras,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">não vales sequer uma palavra </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Dez mil mortes almejo à câmara tua</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Linguagem crua és, ausência pura ou</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">marca de presenças que se foram já</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">quando as detiveste,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">suspensas no nada de si mesmas</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Menos que ideograma: fotograma</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Menos que ideografia: fotografia</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">És foto, não grafas </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Tudo o que és:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">resto de sonho anterior a uma língua morta</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">descrita por mestre indiano, pedaço de sphota ou</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">fantasma de sombras chinesas,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">mero instantâneo da idéia</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">do sopro mediano,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">mas distante do Tao </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">O Tao não é aquilo que és,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">quase-pictrograma</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">sem caráter </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Mas te necessito</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">para o sorriso dela junto ao meu</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">em frente ao lago os lotus em flor</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">naquele verão ou qualquer viagem</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">mesmo à beira da cama </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Para a vida pequena que levo</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">entre rastros de sagrados,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">para o casamento com ela,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">te necessito</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">sim, musa fria </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Dez mil horas sem sono se engolem</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">em tua vigília, te necessito</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">porque és leviana, sonsa</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">e soas sem som no vazio </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">E não me levas a alma,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">estúpida: clicas-me</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">e te devoro </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Quinquilharia da moda,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">és tu ou minha língua</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Só uma sobreviva,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">ó dejeto de subvidas</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Digo: abaixo tua cara</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">desalmada de jornal,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">cova rala do raro </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Tua verdade toda</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">encontra-se atrás de ti,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">jaz na janela de trás,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">no olho que investiga</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">e estima teu caminho,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">segredo de James Stewart,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">mistério de Hitchcock </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">E te necessito,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">néscia: te felicito </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"> </span></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"> </span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Ricardo Portugal</span></span></span></b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"> </span></span></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Ricardo Portugal</span></span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"> é poeta e diplomata, e acaba de retornar de 5 anos vivendo e trabalhando na China. Formado em Letras pela UFRGS, lançou, entre outros, o livro DePassagens, pela Editora AMEOPOEMA, e foi co-organizador e editor do livro bilingüe “Antologia Poética de Mário Quintana”, lançado na China em parceria pelo Consulado-Geral do Brasil em Xangai e a Editora da PUCRS.</span></span></span></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-90458590289031384452009-11-22T02:13:00.000-08:002009-11-23T17:54:58.932-08:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbVmYRxbJmXYrKYS8s_PXdUlnyIGL2kThXu6MqGsCWrK7rN08Ck4maFdaMGIwqmBry4PYLtuqBFzQ1Yce4ljO0uZrM0_5UeAkzGUI0-LeUKsYUrR0Xo8S99FkP73pUzqjdvud5nYTUOxs/s1600/poemaemfoco-jiddu.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbVmYRxbJmXYrKYS8s_PXdUlnyIGL2kThXu6MqGsCWrK7rN08Ck4maFdaMGIwqmBry4PYLtuqBFzQ1Yce4ljO0uZrM0_5UeAkzGUI0-LeUKsYUrR0Xo8S99FkP73pUzqjdvud5nYTUOxs/s320/poemaemfoco-jiddu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406870156994308418" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Ver o sol</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">quando não há sol</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">nuvens muito brancas</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#000066;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: x-small; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold; ">Jiddu Saldanha</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Jiddu Saldanha</span></span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> é poeta, artista plástico, agitador cultural, professor de meimica e MESTRE DE CERIMÔNIAS em eventos literários. Foi apresentador do Festival Carioca de Poesia, Simpósio Internacional de Contadores de Histórias, Congresso Brasileiro de Poesia, POETERÊ e em diversos Saraus pelo Brasil como o Projeto Poesia na Quarta Capa, no Rio de Janeiro.</span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-8510980684407663832009-11-22T02:06:00.001-08:002009-11-23T17:56:12.509-08:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxV1tvHy1Wg787S4_AmcrfTCQ4eB5i_9BEDAd2dAFWw4Egy_3BggMvyQNcJ_uAs3bx5JvnB50am6SIJbJjAil-OtdfR-4MuSUHloNl4cU-k3XH6Monw71mtVv5NtNnFaqJChhtTXdgt6k/s1600/silvestrin.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxV1tvHy1Wg787S4_AmcrfTCQ4eB5i_9BEDAd2dAFWw4Egy_3BggMvyQNcJ_uAs3bx5JvnB50am6SIJbJjAil-OtdfR-4MuSUHloNl4cU-k3XH6Monw71mtVv5NtNnFaqJChhtTXdgt6k/s320/silvestrin.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406868163369405122" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">velhas fotos</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">descubro que te amo</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">desde pequena</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Ricardo Silvestrin</span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Ricardo Silvestrin</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> nasceu e vive em Porto Alegre. recebeu três vezes o Prêmio Açorianos de Literatura – duas como melhor livro de poesia e uma como melhor livro infantil. é colunista do jornal Zero Hora e apresenta na Ipanema FM o programa Transmissão de Pensamento. integra a banda os poETs. publicou em 2008 pela Record o volume de contos Play e o romance O videogame do Rei em 2009.</span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-77834281062967696942009-11-22T01:56:00.000-08:002009-11-24T10:43:39.145-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnzzaXUakmoRVq47TLMtuawJsIPW5Fv2m7qNT3AveXooq_aa-3RC-zU4M5-RvhDrbei8LHFiikBo1couH0Pt2dG2Wvqwvf4-WYFWFSRNT7257wa04PDhJJRzIiO-SQWJP4aARAg5E-H_w/s1600/poemaemfoco-renato.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnzzaXUakmoRVq47TLMtuawJsIPW5Fv2m7qNT3AveXooq_aa-3RC-zU4M5-RvhDrbei8LHFiikBo1couH0Pt2dG2Wvqwvf4-WYFWFSRNT7257wa04PDhJJRzIiO-SQWJP4aARAg5E-H_w/s320/poemaemfoco-renato.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407742467201283522" /></a></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#000066;"><b><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">apartamento gelado</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">a pilha de roupas respira</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">o gato usa cueca no pescoço</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Renato de Mattos Motta</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;">Renato de Mattos Motta</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal; font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"> nasceu em Porto Alegre. artista plástico, publicitário, fotógrafo e poeta. publicou <b>Os cantos da carochinha</b> pela editora <b>PortoPoesia</b> em 2009.</span></span></div></b></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-8583727116366698562009-11-21T14:38:00.000-08:002009-11-23T18:00:10.586-08:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrSHq1BHZPXTTtqFY_jN_RYrCwlZMm65UmlNFS_U4QGqDKsOSsowcajV7DPmgMEdIpC089gvcYv8V-2LYqeaqXoVxJh8rvW-sb_wMexd-LcgoxppYRgtxUDIAvjZQVgKzrZtLJHqiW7iA/s1600/poemaemfoco-juliana.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrSHq1BHZPXTTtqFY_jN_RYrCwlZMm65UmlNFS_U4QGqDKsOSsowcajV7DPmgMEdIpC089gvcYv8V-2LYqeaqXoVxJh8rvW-sb_wMexd-LcgoxppYRgtxUDIAvjZQVgKzrZtLJHqiW7iA/s320/poemaemfoco-juliana.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406690771265431586" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#000066;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">a colônia de cupins trabalha</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">em minha mesa de centro sua casa</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">rente às notícias passadas</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">passeiam traças</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; color: rgb(0, 0, 102); ">e nas tomadas a muda sintonia</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">das formigas</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">enquanto o porta-retrato empoeirado</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">transmuda ácaros em teu descaro</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">na antiga fotografia</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Juliana Meira</span></span></span></b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Juliana Meira</span></span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> nasceu na cidade de Carazinho. é poeta e advogada. publicou Poema Dilema pela editora PortoPoesia, em 2009. participa de recitais. reside em Porto Alegre.</span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-20782170478531497562009-11-21T14:33:00.000-08:002009-11-23T17:59:32.390-08:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRk2qnCMguBTj5mCq28u786VT7tiEkQ07_gTT1Yu_zi0Wobwu-73a4WPKpgxqFDeYbhfnujHTw6slf4zi4UgESq1gY9FNc6Jebvl_soFXZR_7MOSYAaHKEhLRFqWnqC58-GPHFrdnwwFY/s1600/poemaemfoco-cairo.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRk2qnCMguBTj5mCq28u786VT7tiEkQ07_gTT1Yu_zi0Wobwu-73a4WPKpgxqFDeYbhfnujHTw6slf4zi4UgESq1gY9FNc6Jebvl_soFXZR_7MOSYAaHKEhLRFqWnqC58-GPHFrdnwwFY/s320/poemaemfoco-cairo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406689324192239842" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Flash</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">põe tua roupa mais chocante,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">eu tento a pose mais linda.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">vamos ficar bem juntinhos,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">olhos nos olhos, sorrindo.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">faz de conta que eu sou teu</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">e que tu me amas ainda.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">me beija, finge que nós</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">fomos felizes um dia.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">nos amemos, pelo menos,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">durante este eterno instante</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> da fotografia.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Cairo Trindade</span></span></span></b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Cairo de Assis Trindad</span></span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">e é gaúcho de copacabana, poeta, performer e editor. autor de poematemagia. recebeu alguns prêmios nacionais de poesia. mantém uma oficina de criação literária.</span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-14259459741317111972009-11-21T14:26:00.000-08:002009-11-23T18:01:06.558-08:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4BBwVQXm5iVSK-DPQJ_mUesp15FOfEpuJuo_6vt6kXdrmESQcKLLs8fYFYTxMwsYy72IFUInxItux3UxksIzbBOeM_RKUIbBsJsqJYEcY90d8xDjBh4yxooZ51wp5H5fY5CV8QIHVg2U/s1600/poemaemfoco-jaime.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4BBwVQXm5iVSK-DPQJ_mUesp15FOfEpuJuo_6vt6kXdrmESQcKLLs8fYFYTxMwsYy72IFUInxItux3UxksIzbBOeM_RKUIbBsJsqJYEcY90d8xDjBh4yxooZ51wp5H5fY5CV8QIHVg2U/s320/poemaemfoco-jaime.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406687769897600226" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">encontrei figura de outros tempos</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">ela</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">com o filho pela mão</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">entrando no colégio bom conselho</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">ela</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">sequer viu que eu passava</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">o filho se escondendo entre suas pernas</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">tímido</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">diante do marco de entrada da escola</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">pensei acordá-la do presente</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">e fazê-la fitar </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">um pouco do passado</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">que passava –</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">nada fiz –</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">senão olhar o que era</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Jaime Medeiros Jr.</span></span></span></b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Jaime Medeiros Jr.</span></span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> nasceu em POA-RS. publicou Na Ante-Sala editado pela Editora Portopoesia e T. das Artes em setembro de 2008. é um dos produtores do Portopoesia.</span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-74060157815998961842009-11-21T14:16:00.000-08:002009-11-23T18:56:16.529-08:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtyh4mCBcehINGwvg7DMLb1G6WklRvmHnbvQ0SnGycG_NtIAw5pPAOAo_-m8zJg43GB4-xHAntNRuXpT6CBoVg123HL3_JoLdmOnS0dWBQ1lKKLiffHouXAKGD3DwIc2rwSS9Q75srn5o/s1600/espelhoRosane.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtyh4mCBcehINGwvg7DMLb1G6WklRvmHnbvQ0SnGycG_NtIAw5pPAOAo_-m8zJg43GB4-xHAntNRuXpT6CBoVg123HL3_JoLdmOnS0dWBQ1lKKLiffHouXAKGD3DwIc2rwSS9Q75srn5o/s320/espelhoRosane.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407498504711670722" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(102, 102, 102); line-height: 16px; font-family:Verdana, Tahoma, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">o espaço</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">é nosso</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">reflexo?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">ou</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">somos</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">o reflexo</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">do espaço?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Rosane Morais</span></b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><b>Rosane Morais </b>é artista plástica. expõe no Brasil e no exterior. faz parte da diretoria da <b>Fundação Chico Lisboa</b>.</span></span></div></span></span></div></div></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-7452101495829685132009-11-21T14:10:00.000-08:002009-11-23T18:43:12.838-08:00<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnfJZBhri3Hto4xs7J4ndwzMeE7rS4L6lKVEbgWe-ivCyYd1TJMQCpZwYG06vV0ms-Vy8k22ojxJqxHl1G-j52eVzt6ftfVe11XPfhQCM0q7yANuRG-o1IDg36uFsYs6W7bHE-gH46AI8/s1600/ronald.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnfJZBhri3Hto4xs7J4ndwzMeE7rS4L6lKVEbgWe-ivCyYd1TJMQCpZwYG06vV0ms-Vy8k22ojxJqxHl1G-j52eVzt6ftfVe11XPfhQCM0q7yANuRG-o1IDg36uFsYs6W7bHE-gH46AI8/s320/ronald.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406683947544798690" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><b>Ronald Augusto</b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:x-small;">nasceu em Rio Grande. poeta, crítico, ensaísta, editor da editora <b>Éblis</b>. é autor de vários volumes de poesia como <b>Vá de valha</b>, <b>Confissões aplicadas</b>, <b>No assoalho duro</b>, entre outros. Integra a banda <b>os poETs</b>. reside em Porto Alegre.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisRCDIfCuwX1LiHIsgnwTC-_ynaqozyqBQJYWB1GUs_6haQFLOBnKgnEWg7L2eP4Zz5UTKMAOm0nzpypsXRKuOnyE_BtbbTV6mR2tTQUcto8TEpxCNPrNpOpJUnLZsakm5qFOfavfE5mo/s1600/Alexandre.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisRCDIfCuwX1LiHIsgnwTC-_ynaqozyqBQJYWB1GUs_6haQFLOBnKgnEWg7L2eP4Zz5UTKMAOm0nzpypsXRKuOnyE_BtbbTV6mR2tTQUcto8TEpxCNPrNpOpJUnLZsakm5qFOfavfE5mo/s320/Alexandre.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406683625355021954" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><b>Alexandre Brito </b></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:x-small;">é poeta, músico e editor. publicou <b>Visagens</b> (Arte Pau-Brasil-SP) <b>Zeros</b>, <b>O fundo do ar e outros poemas </b>(Editora AmeopoemA-RS) e o infantil <b>Circo Mágico</b> (Editora Projeto-RS). integra a banda <b>os poETs</b>. é um dos editores da <b>AmeopoemA</b>.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-81789924289945548362009-11-21T13:58:00.000-08:002009-11-23T19:00:34.514-08:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKXgZ5oUe7TQxPKpyaNVkmct-D9h86DlxiVkl6F8geJn88nzFs17PU2SFt5xPyMUh0L-bj4-HhwGFuNaY76-KUzutHerAq1XgpfSze8x5b3n1sQjmRqtj1bJ0Tg9lX5CaX14IAxgYf9IY/s1600/dennis.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKXgZ5oUe7TQxPKpyaNVkmct-D9h86DlxiVkl6F8geJn88nzFs17PU2SFt5xPyMUh0L-bj4-HhwGFuNaY76-KUzutHerAq1XgpfSze8x5b3n1sQjmRqtj1bJ0Tg9lX5CaX14IAxgYf9IY/s320/dennis.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406681812379401074" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Instantâneos moram na imagem como cardume decetáceos</span></span></b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-family:'trebuchet ms';">membranas imediatas do instante</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">os instantâneos sobre as brânquias</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">as braçadas entre os nados</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">e os mergulhos adiados,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">de escrita em escrita,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">nas correntes da intempérie:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">o corpúsculo imenso da realidade</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">exorbita e se desmembra</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">na imagem,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">quando as águas</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">são folíolos de luz líquida,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">rios de mínimas miragens,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">rasantes de fisionomias</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">nas barbatanas da efemeridade:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">“a realidade possui caudas”</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">“o mundo migra nos cetáceos”</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">agora: ainda: adiante</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Denis Radünns</span></span></span></b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">Denis Radünns</span></span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#3333FF;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;"> nasceu em Blumenau-SC. é poeta, crítico, ensaísta, tradutor e colunista do Diário Catarinense. Coordena a editora Nauemblu. publicou o volume de poemas Exeus (Letras Contemporâneas), Livro de Mercúrio (LetraDágua Editora) e Extraviário (LetraDágua Editora), entre outros.</span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-89868610398326371672009-11-21T13:49:00.000-08:002009-11-23T18:16:34.378-08:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyA7GuadoUdfte836oF0FMejOYGpmRwLf8R5UWSp88u5WuHMWRn9VJ4xcM6wyaZBV9lLKJs1gI0PSXfFe_ODyCzn7P2mWoss5-ajnvJprec2CEOCKBj2pIK2DHfjZXTerAXoGGvXEDjIU/s1600/poemaemfoco-sidnei.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyA7GuadoUdfte836oF0FMejOYGpmRwLf8R5UWSp88u5WuHMWRn9VJ4xcM6wyaZBV9lLKJs1gI0PSXfFe_ODyCzn7P2mWoss5-ajnvJprec2CEOCKBj2pIK2DHfjZXTerAXoGGvXEDjIU/s320/poemaemfoco-sidnei.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406677900316889666" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><b>Porta</b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">(sobre fotografia de Fabiana Majola)</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">porta,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">para onde abres?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">o que trazes</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">por trás do teu perfume?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">que vermelho te habita?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">que chuvas lamberam</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">os pés de tuas tábua?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">que mãos amaciaram</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">tua dura maçaneta?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">quem imaginou</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">tua ríspida simetria?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">quem te olha</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">como auscultando?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">quem te fotografa</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">como pedindo</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">que te abras?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">que setas</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">te delimitam?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">qual verde</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">te escala?</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">porta,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">és como uma boca:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">fala!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#000066;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Sidnei Schneider</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Sidnei Schneider</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> é poeta, tradutor, contista, e bacharelando em Letras/Inglês pela UFRGS. Autor dos livros de poesia Quichiligangues (Dahmer, 2008), entre outros. 1º lugar no Concurso de Contos Caio Fernando Abreu, UFRGS, 2003 e 1º lugar em poesia no Concurso Talentos, UFSM, 1995, de um total de treze premiações. Publicou artigos, poemas, contos e traduções de poesia em jornais e revistas.</span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-9333937160419523182009-11-21T13:38:00.000-08:002009-11-23T18:17:10.711-08:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5bkccKBowc6yu1xgrH4et2ovwtq5JcLmzKn86EVp_YlHNRPh_aavJ3I-JmbXb0R_woBjt-smVb5mL_btzf7jf2s-YNnQ3diLrKn_Z_wKbNRqYQZ7zxFA_-6uMpX0aN09_u1OiExlmowY/s1600/poemaemfoco-telma.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5bkccKBowc6yu1xgrH4et2ovwtq5JcLmzKn86EVp_YlHNRPh_aavJ3I-JmbXb0R_woBjt-smVb5mL_btzf7jf2s-YNnQ3diLrKn_Z_wKbNRqYQZ7zxFA_-6uMpX0aN09_u1OiExlmowY/s320/poemaemfoco-telma.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406675297329495970" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><b>Blow up</b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">1. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Queria te dar</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">a primavera</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">No parque</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">queria te dar</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">todo cheiro</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Mas essas flores</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">congeladas</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">apontam</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">A morte</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">da fotografia</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">2. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Nenhuma pista </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">devolve teu corpo</span></span></div><div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">As paredes não mexem</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Eu colo cartazes </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">num azul </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">sempre igual</span></span></div><div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">As máquinas </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">transcendem </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">São serpentes</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Teu cabelo úmido</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">na minha tela</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Teu corpo estirado</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">na minha cama </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#000066;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Tema Scherer</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Telma Scherer</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> formada em Filosofia e mestra em literatura comparada. publicou Desconjunto em 2002 e Rumor da Casa em 2008. nasceu em Lajeado. é poeta. mora em Porto Alegre.</span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-13479046969026099132009-11-21T13:27:00.000-08:002009-11-23T18:18:16.804-08:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipJ6gndGs3CKgrHz5z8c5GK20L9xz9vZNhuyTQ8j2JxiahdZw1q4VbUrIQyaU_INNOniCM32Mk099e6Wz_0aRpN-JI4hLF4iuRJ03icNH7Uj-niPHhvSADj9aDr2RR-GQMc6dMM-OtIqo/s1600/poemaemfoco-pirata.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipJ6gndGs3CKgrHz5z8c5GK20L9xz9vZNhuyTQ8j2JxiahdZw1q4VbUrIQyaU_INNOniCM32Mk099e6Wz_0aRpN-JI4hLF4iuRJ03icNH7Uj-niPHhvSADj9aDr2RR-GQMc6dMM-OtIqo/s320/poemaemfoco-pirata.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406672304060825746" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">céu lindo</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">a lua pendurada</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">é um brinco</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 102); font-weight: bold; font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Mario Pirata</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Mario Pirata</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> é poeta e brincadeiro. marmanjo desengonçado, encantador de histórias, falador de poemas, descatador de caramujos, fazedor de miudezas, descascador de sonhares. tem doze livro publicados.</span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-47201420612974510792009-11-21T13:18:00.000-08:002009-11-23T18:18:44.614-08:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge8GzJwegD3s2RcfAb72IjYkxb7q83_YygN7dBq-qd5sXBDGyng-1_ESfgEEk__5dqbXbyhEiWYkeQvEb0IfXmmel93jc_CxON5ZOaMU6VCAT71LtCZWxxDsE6g1j0IhxezhHBcKZwTqk/s1600/poemaemfoco-mara.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge8GzJwegD3s2RcfAb72IjYkxb7q83_YygN7dBq-qd5sXBDGyng-1_ESfgEEk__5dqbXbyhEiWYkeQvEb0IfXmmel93jc_CxON5ZOaMU6VCAT71LtCZWxxDsE6g1j0IhxezhHBcKZwTqk/s320/poemaemfoco-mara.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406670565084113570" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#000066;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">Descansa na parede</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">tua fotografia</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;">amarelando em saudade</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Mara Faturi</span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000066;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Mara Faturi</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6666CC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> é poeta, publicitária e haicaísta de plantão. em 2009 estréia em livro com Andanças, pela editora PortoPoesia.</span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-38093468593478386712009-11-21T13:03:00.000-08:002009-11-23T08:49:19.316-08:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7AH3YbJMV10wl8vyOdmK6mqCGSxAHTZYtB1FAjLMo7xEpxbQ1JvvCdJubLXcnKOVIE1udLR9kr9VVnsV7vCXMEK3pqD6cg1rsyBWIWyhHTUqoPHReZkvInzmoJ12oz6wHfXAraxZnyK4/s1600/poemaemfoco-wallace.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7AH3YbJMV10wl8vyOdmK6mqCGSxAHTZYtB1FAjLMo7xEpxbQ1JvvCdJubLXcnKOVIE1udLR9kr9VVnsV7vCXMEK3pqD6cg1rsyBWIWyhHTUqoPHReZkvInzmoJ12oz6wHfXAraxZnyK4/s320/poemaemfoco-wallace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406666456611526706" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:'trebuchet ms';" >Tem umas coxas quentes</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">e uns joelhos friíssimos,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">uma boca macia,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">boa de beijar;</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">uma ampla bacia,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">mas não quer engravidar.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Um narizinho de biscuit,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">mas queimado,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">e uns olhos que, iguais,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">nunca vi.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Tem tanta beleza</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">que, até sentada à mesa,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">me faz saltar o coração</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">à boca, eu o mastigo</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">com a torrada coberta de geléia.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Ah, que a tua beleza é nobre, plebéia.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">O teu corpo me desfalece,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">me adoece, me restabelece,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">me embevece, me aquece, </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">me tenta, me sustenta,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">me arrebenta, me reinventa</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">como se eu fosse o primeiro homem,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">com fome da tua carne</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">desatada entre a mornidão dos lençóis.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Da tua macia e fria carne,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">alimento, elemento</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">do meu verso quando, suspenso pelo vento</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">da imaginação, me sento</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">frente ao desafio dessa paixão, </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">deixando-a guiar a minha mão</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">pelo branco labirinto do papel</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">até dar por acabado este retrato,</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">o teu, abstrato. </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><br /></span></span></div><div> </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><b>Gilberto Wallace</b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Gilberto Wallace Battilana</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span"> é poeta, contista, editor da revista Folha de Letras, ministra oficinas de criação literária. Publicou "O artesão da solidão", poemas. Participou de antologias de premiados em concursos de conto e poesia. blogdobattilana@blogspot.com</span></span></span></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-65021881064653128782009-11-21T12:24:00.001-08:002009-11-23T08:48:01.539-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZrXngm1iMlt6EVEWd6WO6pN8SR-wQ2WVsObfZhgIYveLKzfTiu5MS49WVpM_lpcEVcwE2X5ErZpCnxryVMsD5JdC8Xe1aeHjElr4XD8bXqfyWUu_HhzAT0x2GCULmfKVG6Hm-qiA2sww/s1600/poemaemfoco-liane.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZrXngm1iMlt6EVEWd6WO6pN8SR-wQ2WVsObfZhgIYveLKzfTiu5MS49WVpM_lpcEVcwE2X5ErZpCnxryVMsD5JdC8Xe1aeHjElr4XD8bXqfyWUu_HhzAT0x2GCULmfKVG6Hm-qiA2sww/s320/poemaemfoco-liane.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406657353816919154" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:'trebuchet ms';" >Banca rota</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">O farto manuseio das pedras</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">aproxima a morte do trapo</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">o fecho do lacre</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">crack </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">crack</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">desanima o ensaio da foto</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><b>Liana Marques</b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:85%;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"><span class="Apple-style-span">Liana Marques</span></span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"><span class="Apple-style-span"> foi contaminada com o vírus da poesia. essa invulgar lexo-virose a tomou por inteiro. participou de inúmeros recitais, encontros literários, e, depois de participar da oficina "A precisão do impreciso", ministrada pelo poeta Ronald Augusto, começou a cometer poemas cada vez mais qualificados. o diagnóstico atual é taxativo: Liana Marques tornou-se uma poet</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">a.</span></span></div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3124745853145655332.post-35803706398120596822009-11-20T11:06:00.000-08:002009-11-23T17:50:05.311-08:00<div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWgljvvhIdSo8D8O-9LHspghHaLMJzn8AXh7eiNT2uin4DS57vCfgZHpLOgDJNsme-KCDar29lpyw9y25kzds7rAmoriSpp9FxBHSX-u8vNwF1xXYlueLqMpgNP7q2hSsnOyalXEhEMCA/s1600/bruggmann.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWgljvvhIdSo8D8O-9LHspghHaLMJzn8AXh7eiNT2uin4DS57vCfgZHpLOgDJNsme-KCDar29lpyw9y25kzds7rAmoriSpp9FxBHSX-u8vNwF1xXYlueLqMpgNP7q2hSsnOyalXEhEMCA/s320/bruggmann.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407338712054855266" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;">a água do rio é minha lente</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />e seu leito, o diafragma</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;">fora do quadro</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"> a luz<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">....</span>é mais freqüente</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />pulsa como vidro de prata ria</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />como a gata por um fio</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"> <br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..............</span>a vida mia</span> <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"> <br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">..............</span>na fotografia</span> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /><br /><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Fabio Brüggemann</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> </span><div> <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Fábio Brüggmann</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"> nasceu na “ilha de Nossa Senhora dos Aterros” é editor, escritor, roteirista e diretor de alguns filmes. Colunista do Diário Catarinense. publicou Fabulário dos ilustres desconhecidos (Letras Contemporâneas), entre outros.</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">assine meu feeds</div>Alexandre Britohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15440790996319290150noreply@blogger.com0