tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4207053190524831632024-03-13T17:15:44.559+00:00O BAÚ SECRETOIsabel del Toro Gomeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00523874593438996088noreply@blogger.comBlogger593125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420705319052483163.post-36561128788410354472023-01-05T21:23:00.000+00:002023-01-05T21:23:17.445+00:00«Os patinhos» <p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiybWMHkoq3qOMXLieHUEWQb5x5SjqPhd6EcmwfsLpiihKuJUQ03Xq9zIVDkMYOqqo9z8NLlld-GIVC5wTsah3O3Y6SFbQ7EH9S6MH1zzlWsuPmzx2RcHWLWTo5o0wFkb0kdSsQTzx1zBKrnI2m_cHnGtL7fuYZUKbXWA8l_qbiaoCrkSnQqJrAg82J/s4000/patinhos1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="328" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiybWMHkoq3qOMXLieHUEWQb5x5SjqPhd6EcmwfsLpiihKuJUQ03Xq9zIVDkMYOqqo9z8NLlld-GIVC5wTsah3O3Y6SFbQ7EH9S6MH1zzlWsuPmzx2RcHWLWTo5o0wFkb0kdSsQTzx1zBKrnI2m_cHnGtL7fuYZUKbXWA8l_qbiaoCrkSnQqJrAg82J/w437-h328/patinhos1.jpg" width="437" /></a></div><br /><p></p><br /><p><span style="font-size: large;">Eu gostava muito </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">De ter um lago</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Nem que fosse pequenino</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Onde os patinhos</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Entre os juncos pudessem nadar</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Nadar.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIWzanYERj0AvEVkIKcXKhgq-buYuztmIrQAC7aaWGWzdKE3dD-rxefNFZTAMfdK3v3EscWRDojUkt2A-kUJm8V9yxzL2DThULWdwM6upzAeS7oMSHjRgz8o1d2FQNNu5sgW_zwLWsIjuOSMvp86Lz2JfWad8wsUjV_dvmkoSuaF19RIWQMwBDDwsO/s5152/patos.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="325" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIWzanYERj0AvEVkIKcXKhgq-buYuztmIrQAC7aaWGWzdKE3dD-rxefNFZTAMfdK3v3EscWRDojUkt2A-kUJm8V9yxzL2DThULWdwM6upzAeS7oMSHjRgz8o1d2FQNNu5sgW_zwLWsIjuOSMvp86Lz2JfWad8wsUjV_dvmkoSuaF19RIWQMwBDDwsO/w433-h325/patos.JPG" width="433" /></a></p>Isabel del Toro Gomeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00523874593438996088noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420705319052483163.post-25726173426868599282022-12-06T20:13:00.004+00:002022-12-06T20:23:37.690+00:00«Dezembro» <p><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><u>Dezembro</u></b></span></span></p><p><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505;"><span style="font-size: large;">Dezembro, com muito sol e folhas caídas.</span></span></p><p><span face="Segoe UI Historic, Segoe UI, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="color: #050505; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505;"><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh3w-No6P8b18mIH9pzA6dzhqwiD6tAjWJcrUo52PM4ONRkxxJyYlSAnxZxIX7svx06UaYLjdkYJJsjWqI30WxiukCogCZPReVHCUg7_D_Dq0M5sob_-iVR3zlZ6WIYJ1t7ig0wapKXKe8oLe_e8Ldwo7K_bGf4zCjb_bn1hjB-RrNGWAl-7HInatg/s4160/IMG_20221125_145333.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4160" data-original-width="3120" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh3w-No6P8b18mIH9pzA6dzhqwiD6tAjWJcrUo52PM4ONRkxxJyYlSAnxZxIX7svx06UaYLjdkYJJsjWqI30WxiukCogCZPReVHCUg7_D_Dq0M5sob_-iVR3zlZ6WIYJ1t7ig0wapKXKe8oLe_e8Ldwo7K_bGf4zCjb_bn1hjB-RrNGWAl-7HInatg/s320/IMG_20221125_145333.jpg" width="240" /></a></span></div><p></p><span style="font-size: large;"><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505;">Os dias passam lá fora, rápidos,</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;" /><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505;"><br /></span></span><div><span style="font-size: large;"><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505;">Os periquitos de colar voam em bandos</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;" /><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505;">Sempre em viagem</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;" /><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505;">Fazendo uma enorme barulheira</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;" /><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505;">Para nós olharmos para eles</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;" /><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505;"><span style="font-size: large;">E ficarmos com inveja</span><span style="font-size: medium;">.</span></span></div><div><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I:G,</span></span></div><div><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifgMS7GPVzfdVvq_nh8YVavwEojQbm7CPDqSxIP5RmUpraitBGnoDwYqTLypAX8F5JgSUOWgOXXGzXZqt-SsLbrGNwok3ah0fSAwWZunuk9f7nQZrGIfYzGJRTrq4nuJQZKJfEVZx8YQcx8nKyvGvf6sA8VPy2UM1jVX9QVJrt732YrGRJLPFDyzvt/s4000/IMG20220218141941%20(2).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifgMS7GPVzfdVvq_nh8YVavwEojQbm7CPDqSxIP5RmUpraitBGnoDwYqTLypAX8F5JgSUOWgOXXGzXZqt-SsLbrGNwok3ah0fSAwWZunuk9f7nQZrGIfYzGJRTrq4nuJQZKJfEVZx8YQcx8nKyvGvf6sA8VPy2UM1jVX9QVJrt732YrGRJLPFDyzvt/s320/IMG20220218141941%20(2).jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdLiVkMfLi_6qmJT99HTdXnXZ31HZw2_uM4dkFqDw1svzfy_0LoIgWftLVwbuTGKlRqyZJ-V5yo9PCd2oJxpDbbkTyI_Sk-pP4MqAULwJqHBAsK1JVE_FnrhIYAma_rhJy34G_rxlFGBqL-SiGjuYBhn8TCu2vclkgDx13cT6AFxlIPydRjp2whsRs/s600/periquito%20de%20colar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="600" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdLiVkMfLi_6qmJT99HTdXnXZ31HZw2_uM4dkFqDw1svzfy_0LoIgWftLVwbuTGKlRqyZJ-V5yo9PCd2oJxpDbbkTyI_Sk-pP4MqAULwJqHBAsK1JVE_FnrhIYAma_rhJy34G_rxlFGBqL-SiGjuYBhn8TCu2vclkgDx13cT6AFxlIPydRjp2whsRs/s320/periquito%20de%20colar.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div>Isabel del Toro Gomeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00523874593438996088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420705319052483163.post-442847202701844132022-11-28T20:21:00.007+00:002022-11-28T20:23:33.678+00:00 O Azevinho<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><u><br /></u></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW1jcOg_gf4YysPeYMmCsmCYlhwU2OWGGrecIjR20nQz0AH6SVzYAb1u63nbf9cX2fMXjHpLsrxIKuRl9FhcGf5MoXEuLvDDEZcgG3fUet_JL9CBo7zdMN6MY7zeT27iWgJNAw_pIhnuX8Fq2ghNAT_7M_UWI8_wpXReJyYDOR0kTomIUyScr_LU7W/s258/azevinho%202.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="195" data-original-width="258" height="257" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW1jcOg_gf4YysPeYMmCsmCYlhwU2OWGGrecIjR20nQz0AH6SVzYAb1u63nbf9cX2fMXjHpLsrxIKuRl9FhcGf5MoXEuLvDDEZcgG3fUet_JL9CBo7zdMN6MY7zeT27iWgJNAw_pIhnuX8Fq2ghNAT_7M_UWI8_wpXReJyYDOR0kTomIUyScr_LU7W/w340-h257/azevinho%202.jpg" width="340" /></a></b></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><b><u><br /></u></b></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><u>O Azevinho</u></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">O azevinho (Ilex aquifolium), também chamado azevim, azevinheiro, pau-azevim e sombra-de-azevim[1], é um arbusto de folha persistente da família das Aquifoliaceae, cultivado normalmente para efeitos ornamentais devido aos seus frutos vermelhos. Estes frutos também são denominados de azevinhos, bagas, azinhas ou enzinhas.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">É uma das numerosas espécies do género Ilex, e a única que nasce espontaneamente na Europa, sendo bastante comum até aos 1.500 metros de altitude.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHWYKLiLjHuZvuGL7270QFgOC6aP7Fg9VDnm7DCoqOqECJl58JMn2D3htJiuqG4c1e6BEyZNhuI4jD4JdVqnjwzLCqmS6FHgT0TPrcmNppXZOdQZjxT_-kK-mhbD2IOkdNFt4T-Hq0t4BjFHawHksM8tY3Ymio-AO5BMW-u3uyN1tRoFGx-MDWsLBS/s420/azevinho1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="420" data-original-width="250" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHWYKLiLjHuZvuGL7270QFgOC6aP7Fg9VDnm7DCoqOqECJl58JMn2D3htJiuqG4c1e6BEyZNhuI4jD4JdVqnjwzLCqmS6FHgT0TPrcmNppXZOdQZjxT_-kK-mhbD2IOkdNFt4T-Hq0t4BjFHawHksM8tY3Ymio-AO5BMW-u3uyN1tRoFGx-MDWsLBS/s320/azevinho1.jpg" width="190" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large; text-align: justify;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">Os ramos cobertos de drupas que persistem durante todo o inverno, contrastando com a folhagem persistente de cor verde-escura, tornam a planta muito procurada por ocasião das festas do Natal (um costume popular que, assim como a antiga árvore de Natal germânica, tem as suas origens na práticas do paganismo pré-cristão da Europa).</span></p><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3INipgIC-346xrmHs7zt1ENk5tQjQ4T_bep_YkOXYZv-npTk7NNKSqHeC0lSjupidWzwoGtzWaWWi6yCykV1q9s0w4o_WcbunC8F27IVD5V1VAZgEDRVFq9Ip2KRy3D1L9w_SNdlZFlvtU-eGR2mYCc2piapXPivYwl_lb0BY0hkrLnXK1P8plEW0/s304/azewvinho4.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="166" data-original-width="304" height="166" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3INipgIC-346xrmHs7zt1ENk5tQjQ4T_bep_YkOXYZv-npTk7NNKSqHeC0lSjupidWzwoGtzWaWWi6yCykV1q9s0w4o_WcbunC8F27IVD5V1VAZgEDRVFq9Ip2KRy3D1L9w_SNdlZFlvtU-eGR2mYCc2piapXPivYwl_lb0BY0hkrLnXK1P8plEW0/s1600/azewvinho4.jpg" width="304" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span>Os frutos, que aparecem apenas nas plantas femininas, são pequenas drupas esféricas de 7 a 10 mm de diâmetro, de um vermelho brilhante, por vezes amarelas, quando maduras, contendo quatro grainhas lenhosas. Amadurecem no fim do verão, persistindo durante todo o inverno</span>.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span>A m</span><span>adeira é dura e homogénea, bastante pesada (densidade : 0,95), de cor branco-acinzentada. É utilizada na </span><span>coinfecção</span><span> de peças de instrumentos musicais, entre outros.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbLsCx_DYLQvNgSE_LEJnh_SoD8jfGtNbQY_h5Mm27_OPL2fi2NlKLMnsW2y73LftVmstjKhN7ewTMtwbA2bN1XzT4XLRGFCDf6le8OiE5EwGRxfD9cUu3zbwM-DdDvEbFmh9kF0lmVYKrS3f2SHSdgKDMIHtcy05Nq_2TUHDVM-DVjeQjLjn-DwNu/s226/azevinho3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="223" data-original-width="226" height="223" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbLsCx_DYLQvNgSE_LEJnh_SoD8jfGtNbQY_h5Mm27_OPL2fi2NlKLMnsW2y73LftVmstjKhN7ewTMtwbA2bN1XzT4XLRGFCDf6le8OiE5EwGRxfD9cUu3zbwM-DdDvEbFmh9kF0lmVYKrS3f2SHSdgKDMIHtcy05Nq_2TUHDVM-DVjeQjLjn-DwNu/s1600/azevinho3.jpg" width="226" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Isabel del Toro Gomeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00523874593438996088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420705319052483163.post-58182008324554419742022-01-13T20:08:00.000+00:002022-01-13T20:08:01.372+00:00«Ou isto ou aquilo » de Cecília Meireles<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj_d-M9nQWU4ye8VV38rkAKZDECtZRwCu_Jf6UEsfSPjIDs8n8bc3HBjAqG_rzHBfLOHl0h8r_WVhOjc8ozxLhSW3VZGGrDVlFdy5Qv_2dMAMDAGItXeiv-V9b851ibO9QXzk-BHE567MFkf0NT4fB-VMt051erMtyuOp21I_PQ17WaSM0qijgzZ5_y=s299" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="168" data-original-width="299" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEj_d-M9nQWU4ye8VV38rkAKZDECtZRwCu_Jf6UEsfSPjIDs8n8bc3HBjAqG_rzHBfLOHl0h8r_WVhOjc8ozxLhSW3VZGGrDVlFdy5Qv_2dMAMDAGItXeiv-V9b851ibO9QXzk-BHE567MFkf0NT4fB-VMt051erMtyuOp21I_PQ17WaSM0qijgzZ5_y=w473-h266" width="473" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6dHe533baOI">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6dHe533baOI</a> </p><p><span face="Poppins, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: grey; font-size: 0.9em; font-weight: bolder;"><br /></span></p><p><span face="Poppins, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: grey; font-size: 0.9em; font-weight: bolder;">Todos os dias, a qualquer hora ou instante, nos deparamos com dilemas, pequenos ou grandes, que nos fazem pensar e tomar uma decisão.</span></p><p><span face="Poppins, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: grey; font-size: 0.9em; font-weight: bolder;">É sobre este tema que Cecília Meireles fez este belo poema, dedicado sobretudo às crianças, para que todas aprendam, duma forma divertida, as dificuldades duma escolha.</span></p><p>Lena d´Água cantou este poema com a sua bonita voz, tornando-o mais popular ainda.</p><p>Podem ouvi-lo no link indicado.</p><p><br /></p><p><span face="Poppins, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: grey; font-size: 0.9em;"><u><b>Ou Isto ou Aquilo?</b></u></span></p><p style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: grey; font-family: Poppins, sans-serif; font-size: 0.9em; line-height: 1.5; margin-bottom: 1rem; margin-top: 0px;">Ou se tem chuva e não se tem sol,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />ou se tem sol e não se tem chuva!<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Ou se calça a luva e não se põe o anel,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />ou se põe o anel e não se calça a luva!<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Quem sobe nos ares não fica no chão ,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Quem fica no chão não sobe nos ares.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />É uma grande pena que não se possa<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />estar ao mesmo tempo em dois lugares!<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Ou guardo dinheiro e não compro o doce,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />ou compro o doce e não guardo o dinheiro.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Ou isto ou aquilo: ou isto ou aquilo…<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />e vivo escolhendo o dia inteiro!<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Não sei se brinco, não sei se estudo,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />se saio correndo ou fico tranquilo.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Mas não consegui entender ainda<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />qual é melhor: se é isto ou aquilo.</p><p style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: grey; font-family: Poppins, sans-serif; font-size: 0.9em; line-height: 1.5; margin-bottom: 1rem; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="font-size: 0.9em;">Cecília Meireles</span></p>Isabel del Toro Gomeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00523874593438996088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420705319052483163.post-20243701232849417022022-01-02T16:33:00.001+00:002024-01-03T19:02:04.793+00:001 de Janeiro - Dia Mundial da Paz , de Ary dos Santos<p><br /></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAaS32iw09I3EeNw1ILkduXfijhoswY1LbEgLXSrPBcWPt4jk6XEFb_s4Ev6dhoyWnShUAHbCaiMsX8rlVKy40sg3i1g4E5u-BHQv5rwUYiKOvEg3P98UETRTN5bf667-m6fTRMEWPWczJUyigt8QYI0Kfd7bJ7MgiYlsmlYH-6CTpq2y19qaA1upl1-M/s480/palminhas.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="456" data-original-width="480" height="304" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAaS32iw09I3EeNw1ILkduXfijhoswY1LbEgLXSrPBcWPt4jk6XEFb_s4Ev6dhoyWnShUAHbCaiMsX8rlVKy40sg3i1g4E5u-BHQv5rwUYiKOvEg3P98UETRTN5bf667-m6fTRMEWPWczJUyigt8QYI0Kfd7bJ7MgiYlsmlYH-6CTpq2y19qaA1upl1-M/s320/palminhas.gif" width="320" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiqfCdH8mziZhrXBpNna7nggfNZ5jPFo8DgoGdHVKzI9wNFz6GXHIK3bUteQ-lRVxeDUmT6QnOtfBwYObD5bv892x3fU9tawqwuj4VPHCCFxoCoejXVPJgLxdUCi2UZ1bH7g__oyt07teZ5M9uIeVxdW_GtoJrqBjhVS2bk4VpPx1rJO-pSh902kmzn=s1262" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="947" data-original-width="1262" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiqfCdH8mziZhrXBpNna7nggfNZ5jPFo8DgoGdHVKzI9wNFz6GXHIK3bUteQ-lRVxeDUmT6QnOtfBwYObD5bv892x3fU9tawqwuj4VPHCCFxoCoejXVPJgLxdUCi2UZ1bH7g__oyt07teZ5M9uIeVxdW_GtoJrqBjhVS2bk4VpPx1rJO-pSh902kmzn=w320-h240" width="320" /></a></div><br /></div><br /><p>No dia 1 de Janeiro, toda a gente comemora o início dum ano novo, deseja saúde paz e amor para si e para os seus amigos e familiares, esquecem-se as tristezas, e as desgraças que vão por esse mundo fora.</p><p>Mas não podemos esquecer. </p><p>E devemos pensar como Ary dos Santos: <b><i>«Isto vai meus amigos isto vai».</i></b></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p><p> <span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: medium; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><u>1 de Janeiro - DIA MUNDIAL DA PAZ</u></b></span></p><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: medium;">“Isto vai meus amigos isto vai</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: medium;">um passo atrás são sempre dois em frente</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: medium;">e um povo verdadeiro não se trai</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: medium;">não quer gente mais gente que outra gente.</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Isto vai meus amigos isto vai</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: medium;">o que é preciso é ter sempre presente</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: medium;">que o presente é um tempo que se vai</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: medium;">e o futuro é o tempo resistente.</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Depois da tempestade há a bonança</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: medium;">que é verde como a cor que tem a esperança</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: medium;">quando a água de Abril sobre nós cai.</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: medium;">O que é preciso é termos confiança</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: medium;">se fizermos de Maio a nossa lança</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: medium;">isto vai meus amigos isto vai.”</span></div></div><div class="cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql o9v6fnle ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Ary dos Santos</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div></div>Isabel del Toro Gomeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00523874593438996088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420705319052483163.post-34160453551832753542021-12-20T18:51:00.003+00:002021-12-20T19:13:48.048+00:00«Arma Secreta» de António Gedeão<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinci2mINp7uz6OfYzK3WjWau1yxoFMnR2AR3nbOQ8ny8Lf1K58KwBvJ3tIeOfPsN2w5_r4RaFEV4HexMekcS0BAMlUH6ezwv9EKKBZT9IrbvnhzvcMgTg3nUW7Af3LvfRRq7AjM6DnXvs/" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="512" data-original-width="382" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinci2mINp7uz6OfYzK3WjWau1yxoFMnR2AR3nbOQ8ny8Lf1K58KwBvJ3tIeOfPsN2w5_r4RaFEV4HexMekcS0BAMlUH6ezwv9EKKBZT9IrbvnhzvcMgTg3nUW7Af3LvfRRq7AjM6DnXvs/" width="179" /></a></div><br />Em plena semana de Natal, o que mais desejamos é que as armas não disparem e que acabem as guerras. É do que nos fala este poema de António Gedeão, que enaltece a Vida e o Amor.<p></p><h1 class="h5 card-header text-center impact" id="hTit" style="background-color: #515960; border-bottom-left-radius: 0px; border-bottom-right-radius: 0px; border-bottom: 1px solid rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.6); border-radius: calc(0.25rem - 1px) calc(0.25rem - 1px) 0px 0px; box-sizing: border-box; color: #aaaaaa; font-family: Anton, Impact, "Arial Black"; font-size: 1.25rem; font-weight: 500; line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding: 0.5rem 1rem; text-align: center; text-shadow: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.3) -1px -1px 0px;">Arma secreta</h1><div class="card-body text-center" style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #aaaaaa; flex: 1 1 auto; font-family: Quicksand, Raleway, "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 16px; padding: 1rem; text-align: center;"><div class="card-text" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-bottom: 0px;">Tenho uma arma secreta<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />ao serviço das nações.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Não tem carga nem espoleta<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />mas dispara em linha recta<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />mais longe que os foguetões.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Não é Júpiter, nem Thor,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />nem Snark ou outros que tais.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />É coisa muito melhor<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />que todo o vasto teor<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />dos Cabos Canaverais.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />A potência destinada<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />às rotações da turbina<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />não vem da nafta queimada,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />nem é de água oxigenada<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />nem de ergóis de furalina.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Erecta, na noite erguida,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />em alerta permanente,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />espera o sinal da partida.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Podia chamar-se VIDA.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Chama-se AMOR, simplesmente.</div><div class="card-text" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-bottom: 0px;"><br /></div><div class="card-text" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-bottom: 0px;"><br /></div></div>Isabel del Toro Gomeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00523874593438996088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420705319052483163.post-84094259113940405302021-11-28T18:55:00.000+00:002021-11-28T18:55:09.215+00:00«O livro da Tila» de Matilde Rosa Araújo<p> </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p>Hoje é um dia diferente: vou oferecer a todas as crianças do mundo um lindo poema da poetisa</p><p> Matilde Rosa Araújo, que foi uma professora muito especial de meninos pequeninos. Este é um poema retirado do <b><u>livro da Tila</u></b> .</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEign5JFdTzQJAeXq-zPwJJX4mjPisaJMsDPwcaQrj9JUuEkzq3RLRlW3Eej2zz65l8yN66DmBTQ-e-kG6FrngnawPUqotmZzq76it2L2rRASJKJIdiLF9nNA61uBBx32ez90_YXs2qnjro/s640/matilde.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="437" height="630" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEign5JFdTzQJAeXq-zPwJJX4mjPisaJMsDPwcaQrj9JUuEkzq3RLRlW3Eej2zz65l8yN66DmBTQ-e-kG6FrngnawPUqotmZzq76it2L2rRASJKJIdiLF9nNA61uBBx32ez90_YXs2qnjro/w431-h630/matilde.jpg" width="431" /></a><br /><br /></p><div class="zI7 iyn Hsu" data-test-id="closeup-title" style="box-sizing: border-box;"><div class="zI7 iyn Hsu" style="box-sizing: border-box;"><div class="CloseupTitleCard" style="color: #444444; font-weight: 700;"><div class="KO4 zI7 iyn Hsu" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-top: 16px;"><div itemscope="" itemtype="https://schema.org/Article"><div itemprop="name"><a class="Wk9 xQ4 CCY czT eEj kVc" href="http://biblioactivaler.blogspot.pt/2013/11/o-livro-da-tila-de-matilde-rosa-araujo.html" rel="noopener noreferrer nofollow" style="border-radius: 0px; color: #444444; display: block; outline: none; text-decoration-line: none; transition: transform 85ms ease-out 0s;" target="_blank"><h1 class="lH1 dyH iFc mWe ky3 pBj zDA IZT" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; color: var(--g-colorGray300); font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen-Sans, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Fira Sans", "Droid Sans", "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, "ヒラギノ角ゴ Pro W3", "Hiragino Kaku Gothic Pro", メイリオ, Meiryo, "MS Pゴシック", Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"; font-size: var(--g-heading-font-size-3); margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word;">O livro da Tila de Matilde Rosa Araújo</h1></a></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="jzS ujU un8 TB_" style="display: flex; flex-direction: column; flex: 1 1 auto; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 0px; min-width: 0px;"><div class="richPinInformation"><div class="hjj zI7 iyn Hsu" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-top: 8px;"><span class="tBJ dyH iFc MF7 pBj zDA IZT swG" color="var(--g-colorGray300)" face="-apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen-Sans, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Fira Sans", "Droid Sans", "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, "ヒラギノ角ゴ Pro W3", "Hiragino Kaku Gothic Pro", メイリオ, Meiryo, "MS Pゴシック", Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; font-size: var(--g-text-font-size-2); overflow-wrap: break-word;"></span><div class="FNs hDW zI7 iyn Hsu" style="box-sizing: border-box; display: inline-block; margin-top: 4px;"><span class="tBJ dyH iFc MF7 pBj zDA IZT swG" color="var(--g-colorGray300)" face="-apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen-Sans, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Fira Sans", "Droid Sans", "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, "ヒラギノ角ゴ Pro W3", "Hiragino Kaku Gothic Pro", メイリオ, Meiryo, "MS Pゴシック", Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; font-size: var(--g-text-font-size-2); overflow-wrap: break-word;">O livro da Tila de Matilde Rosa Araújo Editado pelo Livros Horizonte em 1986 (10ª edição) “Primeiro livro de poemas para crianças escrito por Matilde, caracterizados, na sua maioria, pela estreita relação mãe-filha. A menina descobre o mundo, protegida por uma mãe que responde às suas dúvidas e que se deslumbra com as respostas... Tila representa todas as crianças que são destinatárias destes textos de grande intensidade lírica.” Fonte: Wook Começa assim: "Quadra sozinha Meninas pobres, tão pobres, São tão pobres, que ao vê-las, Meus olhos, que são de cobre, Têm a luz das estrelas!" Fonte: interior do livro Fonte: interior do livro “O Livro da Tila desvela o universo de uma infância, em parte eufórico, feito de pequenos deslumbramentos perante o mundo e a natureza, expresso ora por um sujeito da enunciação infantil/juvenil, ora por uma voz adulta que observa o real e as relações que a criança com ele estabelece. De uma sensibilidade apurada e minimal, exaltando a comunhão com a natureza, com os seres e a divindade, franciscana por excelência, a poesia de Matilde leva-nos a redescobrir o prazer de existir e de ler.” Fonte: Fnac Livro recomendado pelo Plano Nacional de Leitura para o 1º ano de Escolaridade</span></div></div></div><div class="zI7 iyn Hsu" style="box-sizing: border-box;"><div class="WbA zI7 iyn Hsu" data-test-id="canonical-card" id="canonical-card" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-top: 40px;"><div class="gjz hs0 un8 C9i" style="align-items: center; display: flex; flex-direction: row; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;"><div class="Rz6 zI7 iyn Hsu" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-right: 4px;"><h3 class="lH1 dyH iFc mWe kON pBj zDA IZT" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; color: var(--g-colorGray300); font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen-Sans, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Fira Sans", "Droid Sans", "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, "ヒラギノ角ゴ Pro W3", "Hiragino Kaku Gothic Pro", メイリオ, Meiryo, "MS Pゴシック", Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"; font-size: var(--g-heading-font-size-1); margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word;"></h3><h3 class="lH1 dyH iFc mWe kON pBj zDA IZT" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; color: var(--g-colorGray300); font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen-Sans, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Fira Sans", "Droid Sans", "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, "ヒラギノ角ゴ Pro W3", "Hiragino Kaku Gothic Pro", メイリオ, Meiryo, "MS Pゴシック", Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"; font-size: var(--g-heading-font-size-1); margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word;">Comentários</h3></div><button aria-label="Menu suspenso "Mostrar mais comentários"" class="rYa kVc adn yQo czT qrs BG7" style="appearance: button; background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial; background-repeat: initial; background-size: initial; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; border-width: 0px; cursor: pointer; display: block; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen-Sans, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Fira Sans", "Droid Sans", "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, "ヒラギノ角ゴ Pro W3", "Hiragino Kaku Gothic Pro", メイリオ, Meiryo, "MS Pゴシック", Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; transition: transform 85ms ease-out 0s; vertical-align: middle;" tabindex="0" type="button"><div class="x8f INd _O1 gjz mQ8 OGJ YbY" style="align-items: center; background-color: transparent; border-radius: 50%; display: flex; height: 40px; justify-content: center; width: 40px;"><svg aria-hidden="true" aria-label="" class="gUZ pBj U9O kVc" height="18" role="img" viewbox="0 0 24 24" width="18"><path d="M12 19.5.66 8.29c-.88-.86-.88-2.27 0-3.14.88-.87 2.3-.87 3.18 0L12 13.21l8.16-8.06c.88-.87 2.3-.87 3.18 0 .88.87.88 2.28 0 3.14L12 19.5z"></path></svg></div></button></div><div class="qDf zI7 iyn Hsu" style="box-sizing: border-box; padding-bottom: 16px; padding-top: 16px;"><div class="a3i wsz zI7 iyn Hsu" data-test-id="aggregated-comment-list" style="box-sizing: border-box; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><div style="background-color: white; color: #211922; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen-Sans, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Fira Sans", "Droid Sans", "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, "ヒラギノ角ゴ Pro W3", "Hiragino Kaku Gothic Pro", メイリオ, Meiryo, "MS Pゴシック", Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"; font-size: 12px;"></div><div class="wsz zI7 iyn Hsu" style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #211922; font-family: -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, "Segoe UI", Roboto, Oxygen-Sans, Ubuntu, Cantarell, "Fira Sans", "Droid Sans", "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, "ヒラギノ角ゴ Pro W3", "Hiragino Kaku Gothic Pro", メイリオ, Meiryo, "MS Pゴシック", Arial, sans-serif, "Apple Color Emoji", "Segoe UI Emoji", "Segoe UI Symbol"; font-size: 12px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"></div></div></div></div></div></div>Isabel del Toro Gomeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00523874593438996088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420705319052483163.post-54916107339702647512021-11-25T20:50:00.001+00:002021-11-26T10:58:31.347+00:00«Como tudo é prodigioso» de Isabel del Toro Gomes<p> <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 16pt;">Como </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 16pt; mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 16pt;">tudo é </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 16pt; mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 16pt;">prodigioso</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">E mágico na natureza<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">Que renasce em cada madrugada<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjowScsXqdvpUaojvVf37q73eyf6pORekj5Z1ZZHs1VUgN2XOe-cTXejVs9gqI9f1R2GRWfhgWNa1CsFJ6IDcv1yzjhyphenhyphen21WayfSbeX5t698K7Iiu99k36XlZkdwegFWx_qF8IBDYZ0SDBQ/s2048/IMG_20161015_143726.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjowScsXqdvpUaojvVf37q73eyf6pORekj5Z1ZZHs1VUgN2XOe-cTXejVs9gqI9f1R2GRWfhgWNa1CsFJ6IDcv1yzjhyphenhyphen21WayfSbeX5t698K7Iiu99k36XlZkdwegFWx_qF8IBDYZ0SDBQ/s320/IMG_20161015_143726.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">Como tudo me deslumbra<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">Do nascer ao pôr do sol<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">Que marca o tempo que passa<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">Sem darmos por ele passar<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">Como se fosse uma surpresa<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz81Ajhp0_NPcmmMpAco2fToAiPE2qL_zlGjKTL_tTZ6IVQBT4LIhXMSAHpK7AnaJVrG7tZ_pX9OGPPG3-8azAMIqyLEaLp6qvxAitOPtOcM2_a7Kbx8U4nX_tKXrDWK-5H6CKXxjOF_A/s2048/IMG_20161015_143726.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz81Ajhp0_NPcmmMpAco2fToAiPE2qL_zlGjKTL_tTZ6IVQBT4LIhXMSAHpK7AnaJVrG7tZ_pX9OGPPG3-8azAMIqyLEaLp6qvxAitOPtOcM2_a7Kbx8U4nX_tKXrDWK-5H6CKXxjOF_A/s320/IMG_20161015_143726.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">A eternidade dum minuto<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">Que pode durar séculos<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">Uma vida inteira que se traduz<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">Num pequeno nada que se renova</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg80GJ-2iQD92pYoxORHZVVqQD8w03-zKv24sh2m26nrctnuszwMkzfQ4qBOcjRwxjujBCwFklhq1-n4kQCW_0VB2JDF4mbualBZhR2uvod8phFIIFL7XccTCPhD6ZN0C02n1glzog1VLM/s2048/IMG_20161015_143919.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg80GJ-2iQD92pYoxORHZVVqQD8w03-zKv24sh2m26nrctnuszwMkzfQ4qBOcjRwxjujBCwFklhq1-n4kQCW_0VB2JDF4mbualBZhR2uvod8phFIIFL7XccTCPhD6ZN0C02n1glzog1VLM/s320/IMG_20161015_143919.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">Um minuto de eternidade<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">Três ou quatro palavras por dizer<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">Como é tudo prodigioso<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">E trágico por natureza.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsJbtBYcSFSOpagBymOFCYXoXuqdH3PdcCEZH4PSTqwg2NKpIisyzEW3T2wWtxWV6Yvih-raCz6649hf5_2Sg0_-8_unYDk7Q0L3Yib76rN5rukkA_YPt611S-yEyYQiDNMfWTE8xVPGI/s2048/IMG_20161015_144902.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsJbtBYcSFSOpagBymOFCYXoXuqdH3PdcCEZH4PSTqwg2NKpIisyzEW3T2wWtxWV6Yvih-raCz6649hf5_2Sg0_-8_unYDk7Q0L3Yib76rN5rukkA_YPt611S-yEyYQiDNMfWTE8xVPGI/s320/IMG_20161015_144902.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>Isabel del Toro Gomeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00523874593438996088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420705319052483163.post-70316163840898274882021-11-19T18:15:00.000+00:002021-11-19T18:15:04.377+00:00«O Cantar do Melro» de Afonso Lopes Vieira<div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Arvo; text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: black; font-size: large;">O poeta português <b>Afonso Lopes Vieira</b>, nasceu em Leiria a <b>26 de Janeiro de 1878</b>. Foi um dos primeiros representantes do <b>Neo-Garrettismo</b> e esteve ligado à corrente <b>Renascença Portuguesa</b>. Tem o seu nome associado à Biblioteca Municipal de Leiria, e a sua habitação em São Pedro de Moel foi transformada em casa museu. Afonso Lopes Vieira faleceu em Lisboa, a <b>25 de Janeiro de 1946</b>.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Arvo;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Arvo; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: black; font-size: large;"><span style="border-color: initial; border-image: initial; border-width: initial;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRbLPBVCxJe-Jbp__EmnoIxhF6LB-AZ3-YLjAHHSKvmuIGOvzyqh5aGsrv93tkhGdJH_GrZlBvw-G4Vc9k-VLCFJX6pOtBfxbChCVmHXUSTw-tvUt30tF8HI0vQUPZgfbwXG5E3mN82Po/s1600/Poeta+Afonso+Lopes+Vieira.jpg" style="border: none; position: relative;" width="248" /></span><b><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><span>Afonso Lopes Vieira</span></span></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: #1c1c1c; clear: both; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 13.86px; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiikYh9kk4uqlSYMnC3qEWqHqChWZ5I1Pa_2pmO_ftjaH25Jr6LMm0Z_1P0CJMKaoHoijkncVEOheeZUB4s-afIpqMg7GI67C7RhuUPTQaaOydjqxWIIWPQbHWWDsM2Y3t5-z9BqsWEJWc/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiikYh9kk4uqlSYMnC3qEWqHqChWZ5I1Pa_2pmO_ftjaH25Jr6LMm0Z_1P0CJMKaoHoijkncVEOheeZUB4s-afIpqMg7GI67C7RhuUPTQaaOydjqxWIIWPQbHWWDsM2Y3t5-z9BqsWEJWc/" width="320" /></a></div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: #1c1c1c; clear: both; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 13.86px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: #1c1c1c; clear: both; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 13.86px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: #1c1c1c; clear: both; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 13.86px; text-align: center;">O! Que linda é a madrugada.</div><div class="separator" style="background-color: #1c1c1c; clear: both; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 13.86px; text-align: center;">Que florida, Perfumada</div><div class="separator" style="background-color: #1c1c1c; clear: both; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 13.86px; text-align: center;">Madrugada!...</div><div class="separator" style="background-color: #1c1c1c; clear: both; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 13.86px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: #1c1c1c; clear: both; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 13.86px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: #1c1c1c; clear: both; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 13.86px; text-align: center;">Cantam, rindo, riso lindo, estas águas, estas cores</div><div class="separator" style="background-color: #1c1c1c; clear: both; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 13.86px; text-align: center;">raminhos, pontes e flores</div><div class="separator" style="background-color: #1c1c1c; clear: both; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 13.86px; text-align: center;">O! Que linda é a vida!</div><div class="separator" style="background-color: #1c1c1c; clear: both; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 13.86px; text-align: center;">Que florida e encantada </div><div class="separator" style="background-color: #1c1c1c; clear: both; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 13.86px; text-align: center;">Madrugada! </div><div class="separator" style="background-color: #1c1c1c; clear: both; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 13.86px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: #1c1c1c; clear: both; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 13.86px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="background-color: #1c1c1c; clear: both; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arvo; font-size: 13.86px; text-align: center;">Afonso Lopes Vieira</div>Isabel del Toro Gomeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00523874593438996088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420705319052483163.post-88294163329734808682021-11-11T19:40:00.000+00:002021-11-11T19:40:09.052+00:00David Mourâo- Ferreira »Maria Lisboa»<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgECDVDJQNtqd2_0Va1qPMkIHEYaEFDzPCwNVjZtAbY5BtQb1RzyThQdouKx8Fak9nPWr5sBCVV_PNd0ICcBD3NSoOc6xrmJOAuUJmkMqdFXQdYAFm5iIRkn6ZnoHoHQpOI9uc3fioV3qQ/s800/image.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="800" height="319" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgECDVDJQNtqd2_0Va1qPMkIHEYaEFDzPCwNVjZtAbY5BtQb1RzyThQdouKx8Fak9nPWr5sBCVV_PNd0ICcBD3NSoOc6xrmJOAuUJmkMqdFXQdYAFm5iIRkn6ZnoHoHQpOI9uc3fioV3qQ/w567-h319/image.jpg" width="567" /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Na vida como na poesia, o Amor é a substância de David Mourão-Ferreira. Celebração do erotismo e do corpo feita em palavras, é ele o autor dos mais belos poemas de amor da literatura portuguesa. Mas não só. A sua obra marca todos os géneros literários.
Poeta, romancista, novelista, contista, dramaturgo. Mas também ensaísta, cronista, tradutor, crítico literário. E professor. David Mourão-Ferreira (1927-1996) tinha “o ofício de escreviver”, expressão inventada para condensar toda a existência: precisava de viver para escrever e de escrever para viver. Das múltiplas linguagens que experimentou, a poesia foi a que mais o tornou conhecido e reconhecido: apesar de ter explorado outras temáticas como a obsessão da morte e a angústia de existir, ficou o poeta do amor – e da sensualidade -, como refere Vasco Graça Moura na peça que aqui apresentamos.
No poema “Jogo de Espelhos”, escreve que a mãe o ensinou a ler e o pai, a contemplar. Nas brincadeiras da infância fazia jornais e peças de teatro. Depois, vem a fase dos romances que nunca chega a terminar. Existe em David amor pela escrita, mas não tivesse Agostinho da Silva convencido a família que o destino do jovem era seguir literatura, e teria ficado preso a um curso de Direito, tão ao gosto dos progenitores. A aventura da poesia, começa com a publicação do livro “A Secreta Viagem”, celebração ainda adolescente do corpo, do erotismo e do amor. Seguiram-se poemas e contos, como “Cancioneiro de Natal”, “As Quatro Estações”, “Os Amantes” e “Matura Idade”, entre muitos outros traduzidos e aclamados.
Avesso a movimentos ou a correntes, rejeita o neorrealismo e o imediatismo da inspiração, e tem em José Régio , Almeida Garrett, Octavio Paz e T. S. Eliot, figuras de inspiração e referência na sua formação clássica. Até à publicação de “Um Amor Feliz”, romance tardio, aos 59 anos, David Mourão-Ferreira encontra o fado e leva para a voz de Amália os seus poemas.</span></div>Isabel del Toro Gomeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00523874593438996088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420705319052483163.post-7568676938056697272021-10-10T14:45:00.001+01:002021-10-10T14:45:19.846+01:00«POEMA DESTINADO A HAVER DOMINGO» de Natália Correia<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 18.4px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #c00000; font-family: georgia, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 16.8667px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /><u><br /></u></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXXUxiwKN0SMaVj4t2FGn9shm6uorZx8fBhrtUonQYnM_Zu98mmq7KcgqeIow086SY7mYqGspuIikB6cn0wT6fYpuI1tu2rA2zb94G_vwpEcLwYrwBznxzSFu4-pWIYtk2oU-k5xZk1uc/s860/natalia+correia.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="461" data-original-width="860" height="223" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXXUxiwKN0SMaVj4t2FGn9shm6uorZx8fBhrtUonQYnM_Zu98mmq7KcgqeIow086SY7mYqGspuIikB6cn0wT6fYpuI1tu2rA2zb94G_vwpEcLwYrwBznxzSFu4-pWIYtk2oU-k5xZk1uc/w416-h223/natalia+correia.png" width="416" /></a></div><p></p><p style="background-color: white; color: #202122; font-family: sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Natália de Oliveira Correia </b>nasceu em S. Miguel, no arquipélago dos Açores , em 1923 e morreu em Lisboa, em 1993. </span></p><p style="background-color: white; color: #202122; font-family: sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">Foi uma escritora e poeta portuguesa, tendo ainda desempenhado várias acções ao nível da cultura e do património, na defesa dos direitos humanos e dos direitos das mulheres.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Calibri; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="line-height: 18.4px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #c00000; font-family: georgia, "times new roman", serif; font-size: large; line-height: 16.8667px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 18.4px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #c00000; font-family: georgia, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 16.8667px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><u><br /></u></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Calibri; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="line-height: 18.4px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #c00000; font-family: georgia, "times new roman", serif; font-size: large; line-height: 16.8667px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><u>POEMA DESTINADO A HAVER DOMINGO</u></span></span></span></p><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.3em; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt 1cm; padding: 0px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #c00000; font-family: georgia, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 15px; font-weight: 700;"><br /></span></div><span style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia, "times new roman", serif;"><span style="font-size: medium; line-height: 18.4px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Bastam-me as cinco pontas de uma estrela<br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />E a cor dum navio em movimento.<br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />E como ave, ficar parada a vê-la<br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />E como flor, qualquer odor no vento.<br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Basta-me a lua ter aqui deixado<br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Um luminoso fio do cabelo<br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Para levar o céu todo enrolado<br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Na discreta ambição do meu novelo.<br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Só há espigas a crescer comigo<br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Numa seara para passear a pé<br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Esta distância achada pelo trigo<br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Que me dá só o pão daquilo que é.<br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Deixem ao dia a cama de um domingo<br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Para deitar um lírio que lhe sobre.<br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />E a tarde cor-de-rosa de um flamingo<br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Seja o tecto da casa que me cobre<br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" /><br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Baste o que o tempo traz na sua anilha<br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Como uma rosa traz Abril no seio.<br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />E que o mar dê o fruto duma ilha <br style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Onde o Amor por fim tenha recreio.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16px; line-height: 1.3em; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: georgia, "times new roman", serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16px; line-height: 1.3em; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt 1cm; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: georgia, "times new roman", serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 18.4px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="background-color: white; 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Portuguesa, </span><span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 18.4px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">1958</span></span></div><div class="MsoNoSpacing" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16px; line-height: 1.3em; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: georgia, "times new roman", serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16px; line-height: 1.3em; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-family: georgia, "times new roman", serif; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16px; line-height: 1.3em; margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; padding: 0px;"><br /><span style="font-family: georgia, "times new roman", serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Calibri; 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border: 0px; font-size: x-large; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;">Saúl Dias (1902-1983) </span><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: x-large; text-align: justify;"> é o pseudónimo do pintor </span><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; font-size: x-large; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;">Júlio dos Reis Pereira</span><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: x-large; text-align: justify;">. </span></span></div><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;">O poeta, irmão de </span><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;">José Régio</span><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;">, é conhecido sobretudo como pintor, assinou </span><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;">Júlio</span><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;">, e é autor de uma obra plástica notável.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;">Da sua obra poética escolhi este poema, que sublinha a beleza e singeleza duma jovem: <b><i>Retrato de Rapariga.</i></b></span></span></p><p data-adtags-visited="true" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 23.4px; margin: 0px 0px 23px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="color: navy; font-size: large;">Desenho de rapariga</span></p><p data-adtags-visited="true" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; line-height: 23.4px; margin: 0px 0px 23px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="color: navy; font-size: large;">Corpo suave,</span></p><p data-adtags-visited="true" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; line-height: 23.4px; margin: 0px 0px 23px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="color: navy; font-size: large;">de traços finos,</span></p><p data-adtags-visited="true" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; line-height: 23.4px; margin: 0px 0px 23px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="color: navy; font-size: large;">modulados trinos</span></p><p data-adtags-visited="true" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; line-height: 23.4px; margin: 0px 0px 23px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="color: navy; font-size: large;">ao entardecer…</span></p><p data-adtags-visited="true" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; line-height: 23.4px; margin: 0px 0px 23px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="color: navy; font-size: large;">A linha esguia</span></p><p data-adtags-visited="true" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; line-height: 23.4px; margin: 0px 0px 23px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="color: navy; font-size: large;">que delimita</span></p><p data-adtags-visited="true" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; line-height: 23.4px; margin: 0px 0px 23px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="color: navy; font-size: large;">e acaricia</span></p><p data-adtags-visited="true" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; line-height: 23.4px; margin: 0px 0px 23px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="color: navy; font-size: large;">o braço de ave</span></p><p data-adtags-visited="true" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; line-height: 23.4px; margin: 0px 0px 23px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="color: navy; font-size: large;">é tão bonita…</span></p><p data-adtags-visited="true" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; line-height: 23.4px; margin: 0px 0px 23px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="color: navy; font-size: large;">Quase mulher…</span></p><p data-adtags-visited="true" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; line-height: 23.4px; margin: 0px 0px 23px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="color: navy; font-size: large;">Quase criança…</span></p><p data-adtags-visited="true" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; line-height: 23.4px; margin: 0px 0px 23px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="color: navy; font-size: large;">Toda pureza…</span></p><p data-adtags-visited="true" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; line-height: 23.4px; margin: 0px 0px 23px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="color: navy; font-size: large;">— Vede</span></p><p data-adtags-visited="true" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; line-height: 23.4px; margin: 0px 0px 23px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="color: navy; font-size: large;">a beleza</span></p><p data-adtags-visited="true" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; line-height: 23.4px; margin: 0px 0px 23px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="color: navy; font-size: large;">como se enlaça</span></p><p data-adtags-visited="true" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; line-height: 23.4px; margin: 0px 0px 23px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="color: navy; font-size: large;">na sua trança!</span></p><p data-adtags-visited="true" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; line-height: 23.4px; margin: 0px 0px 23px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></p><p data-adtags-visited="true" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 23.4px; margin: 0px 0px 23px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH0vx8NEqzhqK-jlQUhQGMSR84LcsWh8Yo9SRI2stKiZ2AHdOOvK_Gp2XGt1ilWai27a9CMjMQhIALnI13CEoTNhsZktKsSM2OIqQwaHH8wqtgiuYXpMNj57-UjWn_UiMMzV9ztCFah-s/s1016/saul+dias+1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1016" data-original-width="703" height="408" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH0vx8NEqzhqK-jlQUhQGMSR84LcsWh8Yo9SRI2stKiZ2AHdOOvK_Gp2XGt1ilWai27a9CMjMQhIALnI13CEoTNhsZktKsSM2OIqQwaHH8wqtgiuYXpMNj57-UjWn_UiMMzV9ztCFah-s/w281-h408/saul+dias+1.jpg" width="281" /></a></div><p data-adtags-visited="true" style="background: 0px 0px rgb(255, 255, 255); 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color: #202122; font-family: sans-serif;">aria Luísa Saraiva Pinto dos Santos</b><span face="sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #202122;">, mais conhecida pelo nome literário de </span><b style="background-color: white; color: #202122; font-family: sans-serif;">Luísa Dacosta</b><span face="sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #202122;"> (<b>Vila Real</b></span><b><span face="sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: red;"> </span><span face="sans-serif" style="background-color: white;">16 de Fe</span><a class="mw-redirect" href="https://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/16_de_Fevereiro" style="background: none rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: sans-serif; text-decoration-line: none;" title="16 de Fevereiro"><span style="color: black;">v</span></a><span style="color: black;">ereiro de 1927 - Matosinhos, 15 de Fevereiro de 2015</span></b></span></p><br /><header class="story__header" id="story-header"><div class="story__header-inner"><figure aria-label="media" class="story--media-large" data-media-action="modal"><figcaption class="caption caption--image"><span style="font-size: large;">Luísa Dacosta foi professora e escritora: </span></figcaption><figcaption class="caption caption--image"><span style="font-size: x-large;">"Não consigo imaginar a minha vida sem livros»</span></figcaption><figcaption class="caption caption--image"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></figcaption><figcaption class="caption caption--image" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">O seu amor aos livros e à poesia, o seu interesse pelos alunos e pelo ensino fazem-na merecedora de um espaço neste blogue, ainda que breve.</span></figcaption><figcaption class="caption caption--image" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></figcaption><figcaption class="caption caption--image" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Asas</b></span></figcaption><figcaption class="caption caption--image" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></figcaption><figcaption class="caption caption--image" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">Ansiosas de liberdade</span></figcaption><figcaption class="caption caption--image" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">e de igualar o voo das gaivotas,</span></figcaption><figcaption class="caption caption--image" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">as palavras soltam-se no vento,</span></figcaption><figcaption class="caption caption--image" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">que as desgrenha,</span></figcaption><figcaption class="caption caption--image" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">enrodilha,</span></figcaption><figcaption class="caption caption--image" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">e deixa cair</span></figcaption><figcaption class="caption caption--image" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">sobre as águas revoltas, de um mar em flor.</span></figcaption><figcaption class="caption caption--image" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></figcaption><figcaption class="caption caption--image" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></figcaption><figcaption class="caption caption--image" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">Luisa Dacosta, <i>A maresia e o sargaço dos dias</i></span></figcaption><figcaption class="caption caption--image" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></figcaption><figcaption class="caption caption--image" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></figcaption><figcaption class="caption caption--image" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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<p><br /></p>Isabel del Toro Gomeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00523874593438996088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420705319052483163.post-29125943165838131612021-08-11T19:13:00.001+01:002021-08-11T19:13:33.621+01:00«Ode ao gato» de pablo Neruda<p><span style="font-size: large;"> Para os que estimam os gatos como seus animais de companhia, aqui fica a Ode ao Gato, de Pablo Neruda. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Com ilustrações das minhas gatas, Luna (preta e branca) e Sammy</span></p><p><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXisfKS50KbKK3M7RdmWy0Yb9T1zJMoc2Y5E19-7-bgAJw5Gj_QuWRQ3YyEVtD0hyC0ycwi7VKiSgiFX5feJlMuN42SjRSbyqveToFWBYkTvSBBtVpH6aWaSDnfJMAHYQmjmH2Egk54eE/s2048/PB280002.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="335" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXisfKS50KbKK3M7RdmWy0Yb9T1zJMoc2Y5E19-7-bgAJw5Gj_QuWRQ3YyEVtD0hyC0ycwi7VKiSgiFX5feJlMuN42SjRSbyqveToFWBYkTvSBBtVpH6aWaSDnfJMAHYQmjmH2Egk54eE/w447-h335/PB280002.JPG" width="447" /></a></div><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><u style="background-color: white; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, "Nimbus Sans L", sans-serif; font-size: 21px;">Ode ao gato </u></p><div class="entry-meta" style="background: rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; color: #777777; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Arial, Helvetica, "Nimbus Sans L", sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-size-adjust: 120%; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></div><div class="entry-content" style="background: rgb(255, 255, 255); border: 0px; clear: both; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, "Bitstream Charter", serif; margin: 0px; padding: 12px 0px 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><p style="background: transparent; border: 0px; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px 0px 24px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Os animais foram<br />imperfeitos,<br />compridos de rabo, tristes<br />de cabeça.<br />Pouco a pouco se foram<br />compondo,<br />fazendo-se paisagem,<br />adquirindo pintas, graça, voo.<br />O gato,<br />só o gato<br />apareceu completo<br />e orgulhoso:<br />nasceu completamente terminado,<br />anda sozinho e sabe o que quer.</p><p style="background: transparent; border: 0px; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px 0px 24px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">O homem quer ser peixe e pássaro,<br />a serpente quisera ter asas,<br />o cachorro é um leão desorientado,<br />o engenheiro quer ser poeta,<br />a mosca estuda para andorinha,<br />o poeta trata de imitar a mosca,<br />mas o gato<br />quer ser só gato<br />e todo gato é gato<br />do bigode ao rabo,<br />do pressentimento ao rato vivo,<br />da noite até seus olhos de ouro.</p><p style="background: transparent; border: 0px; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px 0px 24px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Não há unidade<br />como ele,<br />não tem<br />a lua nem a flor<br />tal contextura:<br />é uma só coisa<br />como o sol ou o topázio,<br />e a elástica linha em seu contorno<br />firme e subtil é como<br />a linha da proa de um navio.<br />Seus olhos amarelos<br />deixaram uma só<br />ranhura<br />para jogar as moedas da noite.</p><p style="background: transparent; border: 0px; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px 0px 24px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Oh pequeno<br />imperador sem orbe,<br />conquistador sem pátria,<br />mínimo tigre de salão, nupcial<br />sultão do céu<br />das telhas eróticas,<br />o vento do amor<br />na intempérie<br />reclamas<br />quando passas<br />e pousas<br />quatro pés delicados<br />no solo,<br />cheirando,<br />desconfiando<br />de todo o terrestre,<br />porque tudo<br />é imundo<br />para o imaculado pé do gato.</p><p style="background: transparent; border: 0px; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px 0px 24px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Oh fera independente<br />da casa, arrogante<br />vestígio da noite,<br />preguiçoso, ginástico<br />e alheio,<br />profundíssimo gato,<br />polícia secreta<br />dos quartos,<br />insígnia<br />de um<br />desaparecido veludo,<br />seguramente não há<br />enigma<br />na tua maneira,<br />talvez não sejas mistério,<br />todo o mundo sabe de ti e pertences<br />ao habitante menos misterioso,<br />talvez todos o acreditem,<br />todos se acreditem donos,<br />proprietários, tios<br />de gatos, companheiros,<br />colegas,<br />discípulos ou amigos<br />do seu gato.</p><p style="background: transparent; border: 0px; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px 0px 24px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Eu não.<br />Eu não subscrevo.<br />Eu não conheço ao gato.<br />Tudo sei, a vida e seu arquipélago,<br />o mar e a cidade incalculável,<br />a botânica,<br />o gineceu com seus extravios,<br />o por e o menos da matemática,<br />os funis vulcânicos do mundo,<br />a casaca irreal do crocodilo,<br />a bondade ignorada do bombeiro,<br />o atavismo azul do sacerdote,<br />mas não posso decifrar um gato.<br />Minha razão resvalou na sua indiferença,<br />o seu olho tem números de puro.</p><p style="background: transparent; border: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 24px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Paulo Neruda</i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW8smGHxAL1q-FISUtESP12BykKlaUcCFJnel5ndnjDDPZVM05we5bIS-kPWESFB-lZJGfyg1SKalnpzZOMYPATWvMGa7tOkuoizLtVAZMsh_sMw2CdZkfPFmZIXQydz8Yu4jqcr5XYkw/s2048/%25C3%25A0+janel.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="324" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW8smGHxAL1q-FISUtESP12BykKlaUcCFJnel5ndnjDDPZVM05we5bIS-kPWESFB-lZJGfyg1SKalnpzZOMYPATWvMGa7tOkuoizLtVAZMsh_sMw2CdZkfPFmZIXQydz8Yu4jqcr5XYkw/w432-h324/%25C3%25A0+janel.JPG" width="432" /></a></div><br /><p style="background: transparent; border: 0px; margin: 0px 0px 24px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></p></div>Isabel del Toro Gomeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00523874593438996088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420705319052483163.post-37180677593522802872021-07-19T18:10:00.000+01:002021-07-19T18:10:10.594+01:00«Pastoral» de António Gedeão<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOMol3Kw7Fc3YrrytLRUXey7WTtdRJkU9i1ym4aSQ9Mwsusf-mlvzcPFLjjn_N3NgPTv4wFN083feTZ_XS-qoAIjvysJu0xtIM5XoDEkbfXLwQfP1AouwH5A452U2b_rldwDYM1N_YPJ4/s2048/IMG_20170810_124435.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="544" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOMol3Kw7Fc3YrrytLRUXey7WTtdRJkU9i1ym4aSQ9Mwsusf-mlvzcPFLjjn_N3NgPTv4wFN083feTZ_XS-qoAIjvysJu0xtIM5XoDEkbfXLwQfP1AouwH5A452U2b_rldwDYM1N_YPJ4/w408-h544/IMG_20170810_124435.jpg" width="408" /></a></div><br /><p></p><h3 class="post-title" style="background-color: white; color: #cc6600; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 18.2px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4em; margin: 0.25em 0px 0px; padding: 0px 0px 4px;"><u>PASTORAL</u></h3><div class="post-body" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; line-height: 1.6em; margin: 0px 0px 0.75em;"><div style="line-height: 1.6em; margin: 0px 0px 0.75em;"><div style="clear: both; font-size: small; line-height: 1.6em; margin: 0px 0px 0.75em;"></div><div align="left" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin: 0px 0px 0.75em;"><span style="font-family: "lucida grande"; font-size: large;"><em><strong>Não há, não,<br />duas folhas iguais em toda a criação.<br /><br />Ou nervura a menos, ou célula a mais,<br />não há de certeza, duas folhas iguais.<br /><br />Limbo, todas têm,<br />que é próprio das folhas;<br />pecíolo algumas;<br />baínha nem todas.<br />Umas são fendidas,<br />crenadas, lobadas,<br />inteiras, partidas,<br />singelas, dobradas.<br /><br />Outras acerosas,<br />redondas, agudas,<br />macias, viscosas,<br />fibrosas, carnudas.<br /><br />Nas formas presentes,<br />nos actos distantes,<br />mesmo semelhantes<br />são sempre diferentes.<br /><br />Umas vão e caem no charco cinzento,<br />e lançam apelo nas ondas que fazem;<br />outras vão e jazem<br />sem mais movimento.<br />Mas outras não jazem,<br />nem caem, nem gritam,<br />apenas volitam<br />nas dobras do vento.<br /><br />É dessas que eu sou.</strong></em></span></div><div align="left" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin: 0px 0px 0.75em;"><span style="font-family: "lucida grande"; font-size: large;"><em><strong><br /></strong></em></span></div><div align="left" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin: 0px 0px 0.75em;"><span style="font-family: "lucida grande"; font-size: large;"><em><strong>António Gedeão</strong></em></span></div><div align="left" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin: 0px 0px 0.75em;"><span style="font-family: "lucida grande"; font-size: large;"><em><strong><br /></strong></em></span></div><div align="left" style="line-height: 1.6em; margin: 0px 0px 0.75em;"><span style="font-family: "lucida grande"; font-size: large;"><em><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpN3PwlFYKfu7gh6Pwr-q72hrMiw75-HEOVTUI2qtMJjGgmEsAi9JQtDJl0iWby365Dx8UutviZK2VsvDhVn77lRF8hyphenhyphenKnCxOFPytGx8whuEPxR4yCTA1yYV6GZfxYY5RGKS5JII09N5A/s1980/PICT0036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1442" data-original-width="1980" height="352" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpN3PwlFYKfu7gh6Pwr-q72hrMiw75-HEOVTUI2qtMJjGgmEsAi9JQtDJl0iWby365Dx8UutviZK2VsvDhVn77lRF8hyphenhyphenKnCxOFPytGx8whuEPxR4yCTA1yYV6GZfxYY5RGKS5JII09N5A/w483-h352/PICT0036.JPG" width="483" /></a></div><br /><strong><br /></strong></em></span></div></div></div>Isabel del Toro Gomeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00523874593438996088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420705319052483163.post-51605137410984618182021-07-10T18:42:00.005+01:002021-07-11T15:12:17.934+01:00«Silencio» de Octávio Paz<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0z36W1kQ13DY3lFb3gTxWsykDqI8MUilMXec_PO85ZuqG_1UttAoT5jyaLoDg4MTqTQPJ-yh2MOfy0RIuVwRIpgC0lBsrKNlwOlPcBg_lRIp2AHQTb2JQI5XDyLsfNfmfABdg6mtjogs/s640/Ger%25C3%25AAs+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="480" height="557" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0z36W1kQ13DY3lFb3gTxWsykDqI8MUilMXec_PO85ZuqG_1UttAoT5jyaLoDg4MTqTQPJ-yh2MOfy0RIuVwRIpgC0lBsrKNlwOlPcBg_lRIp2AHQTb2JQI5XDyLsfNfmfABdg6mtjogs/w418-h557/Ger%25C3%25AAs+022.JPG" width="418" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b style="background-color: white; color: #202122; font-family: sans-serif;">Octavio Paz Lozano</b><span face="sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #202122;"> </span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span face="sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #202122;">Nascido na Cidade do México em 1914, morreu na mesma cidade em 1998.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span face="sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #202122;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span face="sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #202122;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXeThscbHcGhQk1h6TPc1Lwc__ppvh8Bin4I3S8niWIKsLQ03gwEgbjQCpsqSSgvO87__ndJV_vdurmTSxqdpOXsFn5fPhEiH6u8JqlzgwV7QY6SX3-n8BZ03kopZNh-2NNohqogU9oxU/s200/oct%25C3%25A1vio.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="200" data-original-width="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXeThscbHcGhQk1h6TPc1Lwc__ppvh8Bin4I3S8niWIKsLQ03gwEgbjQCpsqSSgvO87__ndJV_vdurmTSxqdpOXsFn5fPhEiH6u8JqlzgwV7QY6SX3-n8BZ03kopZNh-2NNohqogU9oxU/s0/oct%25C3%25A1vio.jpg" /></a><br /><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span face="sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #202122;">Foi um poeta, ensaísta e tradutor, tendo recebido o Nobel da Literatura em 1990.</span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: xx-large;">«Cada leitor é outro poeta; cada poema, outro poema.»</span></p><p><span style="font-size: xx-large;">«O poema deve provocar o leitor; obrigá-lo a ouvir - a ouvir-se». </span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"> Octávio Paz</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><h2 style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 30px; font-weight: 500; line-height: 1.1; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 20px;">Silêncio</h2><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"></span></p><div style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: georgia; line-height: 30px;"><span style="font-size: large;">Assim como do fundo da música<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />brota uma nota<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />que enquanto vibra cresce e se adelgaça<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />até que noutra música emudece,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />brota do fundo do silêncio<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />outro silêncio, aguda torre, espada,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />e sobe e cresce e nos suspende<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />e enquanto sobe caem<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />recordações, esperanças,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />as pequenas mentiras e as grandes,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />e queremos gritar e na garganta<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />o grito se desvanece:<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />desembocamos no silêncio<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />onde os silêncios emudecem.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><i style="box-sizing: border-box;">Octavio Paz, in "Liberdade sob Palavra"</i></span></div><div style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: georgia; line-height: 30px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /></i></span>Tradução de Luis Pignatelli</div><div style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: georgia; line-height: 30px;"><br /></div><div style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: georgia; line-height: 30px;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYThwlgwdtVwXfzbp7sGpurmJrfP8wS6qz-a-65uLv6gQcotnQShzYaV6C4JqAvDBzXMB_s-kUgagYBH96DFsOv-auQDLnB2B2ZPFJ8eyCuZiZFzKW2HPNjl6o5Q-yY9gKxxa_l-tHWws/s5152/borbcais1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYThwlgwdtVwXfzbp7sGpurmJrfP8wS6qz-a-65uLv6gQcotnQShzYaV6C4JqAvDBzXMB_s-kUgagYBH96DFsOv-auQDLnB2B2ZPFJ8eyCuZiZFzKW2HPNjl6o5Q-yY9gKxxa_l-tHWws/s320/borbcais1.JPG" width="320" /></a></div></div><div style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: georgia; line-height: 30px;"><br /></div><br /><div style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: georgia; line-height: 30px;"><br /></div>Isabel del Toro Gomeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00523874593438996088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420705319052483163.post-58050375250310244172021-07-09T21:17:00.003+01:002021-07-14T23:17:09.914+01:00«Para ti meu amor» de Jacques Prévert (tradução de Zé Lima)<p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Q4OotIWEOwgtqhsnk1myNR3LLLmPUnZisSLYbCKR1s3t9CGt2ajYuUdryGwchzS3bMcu3fyp4oHagw7d-tKPsGFcoljvOKoOr7Lfdy_HPyRKKwO9BeP1vr1R8QnsPXMMg0MHk39JyIk/s5152/alcaria.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3864" data-original-width="5152" height="323" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Q4OotIWEOwgtqhsnk1myNR3LLLmPUnZisSLYbCKR1s3t9CGt2ajYuUdryGwchzS3bMcu3fyp4oHagw7d-tKPsGFcoljvOKoOr7Lfdy_HPyRKKwO9BeP1vr1R8QnsPXMMg0MHk39JyIk/w430-h323/alcaria.jpg" width="430" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-size: xx-large;"><u>Para ti meu amor</u></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><u><br /></u></b></span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: large;">Fui ao mercado dos pássaros</span></p><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: large;">e comprei pássaros</span></p><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">para ti</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">meu amor<o:p></o:p><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Fui ao mercado das flores</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />e comprei flores</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />para ti</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />meu amor <o:p></o:p><br /><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Fui à feira das ferragens</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />e comprei cadeias</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">pesadas cadeias</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">para ti</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">meu amor</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">E depois fui à feira dos escravos</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />e andei à tua procura</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">mas não te encontrei</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />meu amor<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Jacques Prévert</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Como-as principalmente ao pequeno-almoço, porque se deve comer um fruto nesta refeição, são fáceis de descascar e sumarentas.</span></span></div><div><span face="bariol_regularregular, sans-serif" style="color: #4a4a4a;"><span style="font-size: 24px;">Gosto também das outras todas enumeradas pelo poeta. 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2448" data-original-width="3264" height="382" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLHC9Wb9Buy0XLVsOseKp1_2X5JuIH0eP102aqoXJAbi-S8aM68J1HjAwTdx7jE393QEzvnh-NE6lSKLllRjkqXzVq3T5qy0szZi4p2cmM664_YNV4wDf9A50MdSYq2dVXa88DXsLGxnc/w507-h382/IMG_20210222_144218.jpg" width="507" /></a></div><p></p><h2 style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 30px; font-weight: 500; line-height: 1.1; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 20px;">Dança do Vento</h2><div style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: georgia; font-size: 16px; line-height: 30px;">O vento é bom bailador,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Baila, baila e assobia.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Baila, baila e rodopia<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E tudo baila em redor.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E diz às flores, bailando:<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />- Bailai comigo, bailai!<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E elas, curvadas, arfando,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Começam, débeis, bailando.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E suas folhas, tombando,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Uma se esfolha, outra cai.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E o vento as deixa, abalando,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />- E lá vai!...<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />O vento é bom bailador,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Baila, baila e assobia,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Baila, baila e rodopia,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E tudo baila em redor.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E diz às altas ramadas:<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Bailai comigo, bailai!<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E elas sentem-se agarradas<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Bailam no ar desgrenhadas,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Bailam com ele assustadas,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Já cansadas, suspirando;<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E o vento as deixa, abalando,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E lá vai!...<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />O vento é bom bailador,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Baila, baila e assobia<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Baila, baila e rodopia,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E tudo baila em redor!<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E diz às folhas caídas:<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Bailai comigo, bailai!<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />No quieto chão remexidas,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />As folhas, por ele erguidas,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Pobres velhas ressequidas<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E pendidas como um ai,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Bailam, doidas e chorando,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E o vento as deixa abalando<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />- E lá vai!<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />O vento é bom bailador,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Baila, baila e assobia,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Baila, baila e rodopia,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E tudo baila em redor!<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E diz às ondas que rolam:<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />- Bailai comigo, bailai!<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />e as ondas no ar se empolam,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Em seus braços nus o enrolam,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E batalham,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E seus cabelos se espalham<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Nas mãos do vento, flutuando<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E o vento as deixa, abalando,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E lá vai!...<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />O vento é bom bailador,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Baila, baila e assobia,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Baila, baila e rodopia,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E tudo baila em redor!<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><i style="box-sizing: border-box;">Afonso Lopes Vieira, in 'Antologia Poética'</i></div><div style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: georgia; font-size: 16px; line-height: 30px;"><i style="box-sizing: border-box;"><br /></i></div><div style="box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: georgia; font-size: 16px; line-height: 30px;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcubZkcH6Rl2evXb89Ve_wgyXYbmloDwWtS2Hs0XqGyyCqcs2JtwNUKry5uMx1eLF0wyI0NYUcOApFg_NqT_fAzZA5hud1BKznxWPCBa0P7gARjugHqnlVV0yukUD92SkUQsYb7dDdlK4/s4160/IMG_20210331_150247_BURST002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3120" data-original-width="4160" height="346" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcubZkcH6Rl2evXb89Ve_wgyXYbmloDwWtS2Hs0XqGyyCqcs2JtwNUKry5uMx1eLF0wyI0NYUcOApFg_NqT_fAzZA5hud1BKznxWPCBa0P7gARjugHqnlVV0yukUD92SkUQsYb7dDdlK4/w462-h346/IMG_20210331_150247_BURST002.jpg" width="462" /></a></div><br /><i style="box-sizing: border-box;"><br /></i></div>Isabel del Toro Gomeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00523874593438996088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420705319052483163.post-9370451613978196242021-03-14T09:53:00.004+00:002021-03-15T11:08:58.151+00:00«Bucólica» de Miguel Torga<p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfpopTLJbJYBJYepSAT1fHcF1nYNmLqL97TYKl32LH6eQsKvU3AB9vHsS6uHVdgK_9UsjMx1dYN7oC2xv2grPPaHyrryUhzLwCQ4BCBIVl_HsWjbll3v2oa_h5KQqdGVHgYDKDphnE-3g/s640/vinha+vermelha.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="313" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfpopTLJbJYBJYepSAT1fHcF1nYNmLqL97TYKl32LH6eQsKvU3AB9vHsS6uHVdgK_9UsjMx1dYN7oC2xv2grPPaHyrryUhzLwCQ4BCBIVl_HsWjbll3v2oa_h5KQqdGVHgYDKDphnE-3g/w417-h313/vinha+vermelha.JPG" width="417" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">Neste domingo de Março, cheio de sol mas ainda frio, mais um poema de Miguel Torga, de grande beleza e inspiração na natureza.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">Para nos animar e lembrar que a vida é o que temos de melhor, bem como a esperança.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiTJ81A2uSQ_IoYxfXXQfe7UXEyKh6jLaqwSRlT3W4K3Le3W86cDbkggQ9CO1b8-yW07eI53JUYW_LmZTLATMio47GfqANRQ9IM2gZHgBg4YcBt8Vs-1MYPQZGryZ24Cd94IdRQJEz5kQ/s640/andorinhasninhos.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="292" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiTJ81A2uSQ_IoYxfXXQfe7UXEyKh6jLaqwSRlT3W4K3Le3W86cDbkggQ9CO1b8-yW07eI53JUYW_LmZTLATMio47GfqANRQ9IM2gZHgBg4YcBt8Vs-1MYPQZGryZ24Cd94IdRQJEz5kQ/w389-h292/andorinhasninhos.JPG" width="389" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"> <span face="Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: #fafafa; color: #333333;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><u>Bucólica</u></b></span></span></p><p class="fr0" itemprop="description" style="background-color: #fafafa; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />A vida é feita de nadas;<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />De grandes serras paradas<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />À espera de movimento;<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />De searas onduladas<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Pelo vento;<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />De casas de moradia<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Caiadas e com sinais<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />De ninhos que outrora havia<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Nos beirais;<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />De poeira;<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />De ver esta maravilha:<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Meu Pai a erguer uma videira<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Como uma Mãe que faz a trança à filha.</span></p><p class="fr0" itemprop="description" style="background-color: #fafafa; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p class="fr0" itemprop="description" style="background-color: #fafafa; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><p class="fr0" itemprop="description" style="background-color: #fafafa; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">TORGA, M., Diário, 1941.</span></p><p class="fr0" itemprop="description" style="background-color: #fafafa; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><p class="fr0" itemprop="description" style="background-color: #fafafa; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; padding: 0px;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqYZzpIUKO1WUdStbrJ0kK6MrS3f-ttIcN4wnoO0ncBMQ6dKWMzVJDiJITJ0gcRCdUzHYb6WB2Rp7Ys5hdvsDogmcUM-HSTr-WhQej2jxCxXO8wfk7mt1eU_6laUv8lXU0ulloqlkOSlg/s2048/IMG_20210313_162540.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqYZzpIUKO1WUdStbrJ0kK6MrS3f-ttIcN4wnoO0ncBMQ6dKWMzVJDiJITJ0gcRCdUzHYb6WB2Rp7Ys5hdvsDogmcUM-HSTr-WhQej2jxCxXO8wfk7mt1eU_6laUv8lXU0ulloqlkOSlg/w504-h500/IMG_20210313_162540.jpg" width="504" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span><p></p>Isabel del Toro Gomeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00523874593438996088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420705319052483163.post-27065162490025733912021-03-06T10:40:00.003+00:002021-03-07T12:54:48.341+00:00«Visão cosmológica do tempo» de Isabel del Toro Gomes<p> <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC_UeW5N5D1xP-FNF0RiGPtgTL2FPSinsrtz6tEUdrNd8aIMZbWJwqnPB5ruxSPCZFC1YQTihnAL99BTGXK8dXKg_pe02b21-VpnHF9v_ZUAIfySDyUuKQ5l2TpznvIPhrMKUgX9BWt1s/s2048/por+do+sol+no+douro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="367" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC_UeW5N5D1xP-FNF0RiGPtgTL2FPSinsrtz6tEUdrNd8aIMZbWJwqnPB5ruxSPCZFC1YQTihnAL99BTGXK8dXKg_pe02b21-VpnHF9v_ZUAIfySDyUuKQ5l2TpznvIPhrMKUgX9BWt1s/w490-h367/por+do+sol+no+douro.jpg" width="490" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;"><b><u>Visão cosmológica do Universo</u></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;">Como <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>tudo é <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>prodigioso<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;">E mágico na natureza<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;">Que renasce em cada madrugada<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs4D3xtnV26lbCjvGbxJxpU8E0r7zlU0SXpuvJ-XSsNN0gP94T9-j8ctFyANLwE8mTBTnXMU9UUCS1u4TyZQJF5WliFrXphy8aTN4dC-ydo4aXbP1rgpPGM6ijh3-0q9TLPL2v0CooKK0/s2048/011.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="298" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs4D3xtnV26lbCjvGbxJxpU8E0r7zlU0SXpuvJ-XSsNN0gP94T9-j8ctFyANLwE8mTBTnXMU9UUCS1u4TyZQJF5WliFrXphy8aTN4dC-ydo4aXbP1rgpPGM6ijh3-0q9TLPL2v0CooKK0/w398-h298/011.jpg" width="398" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;">Como tudo me deslumbra<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;">Do nascer ao pôr do sol<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;">Que marca o tempo que passa<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;">Sem darmos por ele passar<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;">Como se fosse uma surpresa<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;">A eternidade dum minuto<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;">Que pode durar séculos, <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;">Milhões, bilhões de anos</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;">Uma vida inteira que se traduz<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;">Num pequeno nada que se renova<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;">Um minuto de felicidade<o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEUgRBMpj4TZaivtSrR59HQlDXbGhD-2uBnFUWbqP_wQLne-oPM1ZOq_B8ZhNfkrHnzDQxMDfVshNDNN7SjawtuRHHFbAX81UgD8TsVgm7LiIyg77gTJJnjpzjbdatvqUPE4zCFr8HjYs/s640/%25C3%25A1rvore+1.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="384" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEUgRBMpj4TZaivtSrR59HQlDXbGhD-2uBnFUWbqP_wQLne-oPM1ZOq_B8ZhNfkrHnzDQxMDfVshNDNN7SjawtuRHHFbAX81UgD8TsVgm7LiIyg77gTJJnjpzjbdatvqUPE4zCFr8HjYs/w512-h384/%25C3%25A1rvore+1.JPG" width="512" /></a></div><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;">Três ou quatro palavras por dizer<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;">Como é tudo prodigioso<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;">E trágico por natureza<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;">No nosso imenso universo.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOb3odTpsCdHn7wDNTQyQEKY3aZUccGGpL9ecd7T14qfSyK1V74OQtk083Ly5D75FEJWqJepHM5XT1g7wTJ_Dv9ewAy9TY_nSZGz9eFcRkil20WeMzF2J0J_RxTS19eyS3hyphenhyphenLYWaNhrck/s2048/IMG_20170629_154846.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="260" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOb3odTpsCdHn7wDNTQyQEKY3aZUccGGpL9ecd7T14qfSyK1V74OQtk083Ly5D75FEJWqJepHM5XT1g7wTJ_Dv9ewAy9TY_nSZGz9eFcRkil20WeMzF2J0J_RxTS19eyS3hyphenhyphenLYWaNhrck/w461-h260/IMG_20170629_154846.jpg" width="461" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: large; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>Isabel del Toro Gomeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00523874593438996088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420705319052483163.post-24147323173022372832021-02-27T19:52:00.001+00:002021-02-27T19:52:37.051+00:00«O canto do Poeta» de Miguel Torga<p style="text-align: left;"><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ1CC28I-iE0a3iSe6flnCggmap_-V8l4ae3EQn4gU_DeqDu1-DIaiIIF1o0EHV-SjBocmn0ijUQd1lV5je26-s1J9OPuEUsE-OnA59lJBuBGsl_A3vqrcZkFeLzyirHQPzvp-VZoBkMg/s318/descarregar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="159" data-original-width="318" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ1CC28I-iE0a3iSe6flnCggmap_-V8l4ae3EQn4gU_DeqDu1-DIaiIIF1o0EHV-SjBocmn0ijUQd1lV5je26-s1J9OPuEUsE-OnA59lJBuBGsl_A3vqrcZkFeLzyirHQPzvp-VZoBkMg/w450-h225/descarregar.jpg" width="450" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Dia 27 de fevereiro é dia de Lua Cheia. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Com ou sem confinamento, a Lua aí estará no céu mostrando-se completamente cheia.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Vamos ver se temos sorte de a ver.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">Nestes dias, é sempre bom lembrar o canto dum grande poeta, Miguel Torga, por exemplo.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: large; white-space: pre-wrap;"><b><u><br /></u></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large; white-space: pre-wrap;"><u>O canto do Poeta</u></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large; white-space: pre-wrap;"><u><br /></u></b></p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large; text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;">Tal como o camponês, </span></p></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large; text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;">que canta a semear</span></p></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">A terra</span></div></div></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">Ou como tu, pastor, que cantas a bordar</span></div></div></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">A serra</span></div></div></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">de brancura, </span></div></div></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">Assim eu canto, sem me ouvir cantar,</span></div></div></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;">Livre e à minha altura.</span></div></div></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><p> </p><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;"><b style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;">Miguel Torga</b></div></div>Isabel del Toro Gomeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00523874593438996088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420705319052483163.post-38632228058822847612021-02-25T10:14:00.001+00:002021-02-25T10:14:23.769+00:00Confinamento no Parque das Nações<p> </p><p><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJYbJDNr8DimSweeS8DFCkDguz6P9N1Lakyguq8JiJhMqap3goxw9sSP-bWMjn52-VZTYItAbP8PGzGQkyefyVi6GUgwbFwag5qeuJzOMRWKbFaNBQXsdSZoFuTN2XFcCWYH8EnxXp14I/s2048/IMG_20210223_163318.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="321" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJYbJDNr8DimSweeS8DFCkDguz6P9N1Lakyguq8JiJhMqap3goxw9sSP-bWMjn52-VZTYItAbP8PGzGQkyefyVi6GUgwbFwag5qeuJzOMRWKbFaNBQXsdSZoFuTN2XFcCWYH8EnxXp14I/w428-h321/IMG_20210223_163318.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><p></p><p><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Tivemos que ir ao Parque das Nações e encontrámos um fantasma do que foi a Expo de há 23 anos, quase. </span></span></p><p><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Uma cidade deserta, o lince ibérico olhando triste o nada, o teleférico parado. </span></span></p><p><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5nsK8FMKaDzJOhurOmPXiMTWm5_mAFOLimpFrZ0JCIXe1kjyMOjNVPjgZ4OPq1snSQFjAxsVqbfAmUdqc1LdWZqH2h9_BsKkajfDm_KJ9TlGLqyM9UR9MGn_-t_BkqH-9Yn1HK2r5gms/s2048/IMG_20210223_163416.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5nsK8FMKaDzJOhurOmPXiMTWm5_mAFOLimpFrZ0JCIXe1kjyMOjNVPjgZ4OPq1snSQFjAxsVqbfAmUdqc1LdWZqH2h9_BsKkajfDm_KJ9TlGLqyM9UR9MGn_-t_BkqH-9Yn1HK2r5gms/s320/IMG_20210223_163416.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></div><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span><p></p><p><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Apenas o Tejo azul e umas gaivotas andam na sua vida, se calhar contentes de tanto silêncio e da água toda para elas.</span></span></p><p><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></p><p><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaFdE0_RV2W_KtCNvoRpE0d0SmVrmVHyDgiFhvBPdvFbl10m3adHm_ZXDZ8LHGwa5dy0NRlrTVWfuEfrEfSZFurzSvYoljUYGhREreIO4RAWrexrLjBuPThRQIvM0EnbSysqdV4VfpmF0/s2048/IMG_20210223_163442.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="504" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaFdE0_RV2W_KtCNvoRpE0d0SmVrmVHyDgiFhvBPdvFbl10m3adHm_ZXDZ8LHGwa5dy0NRlrTVWfuEfrEfSZFurzSvYoljUYGhREreIO4RAWrexrLjBuPThRQIvM0EnbSysqdV4VfpmF0/w378-h504/IMG_20210223_163442.jpg" width="378" /></a></span></div><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span><p></p><p><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Esperemos o recomeço da vida. </span></span></p><p><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;">Com sol e muito azul.</span></span></p><p><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN1y9TxV6F_50j4MPn3TBQjXkL13EZ6WJBUmjY2QgDj0h7nx9x2xMrf7QXrzh9ZptpOT5DSpFHkVmt6iIesGFWhYj0cvH-zrXbL6qnmCkI_n6jMDboDG8VOWJUV-euYMhgfLqZpLvl8bs/s2048/IMG_20210223_163835.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="302" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN1y9TxV6F_50j4MPn3TBQjXkL13EZ6WJBUmjY2QgDj0h7nx9x2xMrf7QXrzh9ZptpOT5DSpFHkVmt6iIesGFWhYj0cvH-zrXbL6qnmCkI_n6jMDboDG8VOWJUV-euYMhgfLqZpLvl8bs/w402-h302/IMG_20210223_163835.jpg" width="402" /></a></div><br /><p><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-size: x-large; white-space: pre-wrap;">Entretanto, as grandes empresas estão fechadas, só com o porteiro ou seguranças à porta, capitalizando biliões de euros. Com os empregados em teletrabalho e o desenvolvimento do mundo digital, espera-nos um futuro de interrogações.</span></p>Isabel del Toro Gomeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00523874593438996088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420705319052483163.post-39452523046472925482021-02-15T10:22:00.004+00:002021-02-25T10:00:13.153+00:00«Poesia» de Sebastião da Gama<p><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhao5PYWFshERB5Vj7s0V3XWMrTFyk8Lt1tnHlJDvRpcPXuIPuO0lr9WOqwYLSljgMLFqyrsN3hAocVVMHo-JD4dePAESsDsMioS9Jyn8KwzqtroENAdeQ1mQqr8hUwXM7WsUzCTPGKXA4/s2048/P8220003.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1534" data-original-width="2048" height="499" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhao5PYWFshERB5Vj7s0V3XWMrTFyk8Lt1tnHlJDvRpcPXuIPuO0lr9WOqwYLSljgMLFqyrsN3hAocVVMHo-JD4dePAESsDsMioS9Jyn8KwzqtroENAdeQ1mQqr8hUwXM7WsUzCTPGKXA4/w667-h499/P8220003.JPG" width="667" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span><p></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">11ºConfinamento: somos uns heróis, à força, com pequenos intervalos de liberdade e muitos de Poesia.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">Como os homens que foram à descoberta de terras desconhecidas. Nós, pelo contrário, temos de ficar em terra, sem poder ir para lado nenhum.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">Resta-nos a leitura, a poesia, o sol ou a chuva, as flores ( a alguns).</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoSuVkMlSRtWz_CjnJOL6EmWFFKbojV0Y1NBQq4bfklh_R_XI8VpTT6VVuYKFi6RLcscbY0yhhBfan8YC-w9ZxK3upjh4ZVbu1reRcPnAzCRMHjhqr1pIxhEs1tmUuNvnhYvmSArQO6uc/s2048/ericeira1.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoSuVkMlSRtWz_CjnJOL6EmWFFKbojV0Y1NBQq4bfklh_R_XI8VpTT6VVuYKFi6RLcscbY0yhhBfan8YC-w9ZxK3upjh4ZVbu1reRcPnAzCRMHjhqr1pIxhEs1tmUuNvnhYvmSArQO6uc/s320/ericeira1.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><u>POESIA</u></b></span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Ai deixa, deixa lá que a Poesia</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">no perfume das flores, no quebrar</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">das ondas pela praia,</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">na alegria</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">das crianças que se riem sem porquê</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">-deixa lá que se exprima, a Poesia.</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Sebastião da Gama</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwCWWihWMI2YxP9-KZzkO3XKz_fQiEEgfaNBEYc-xndRUrcymOyKyyS3zCa4WzvqYFg91OFvkilDjlCXFyjzmUCxTfx5YHUx7hag6HQzGUQEbywSSR9_UKFVUET5616pGCnRCObyL2Iik/s235/aloendro.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="214" data-original-width="235" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwCWWihWMI2YxP9-KZzkO3XKz_fQiEEgfaNBEYc-xndRUrcymOyKyyS3zCa4WzvqYFg91OFvkilDjlCXFyjzmUCxTfx5YHUx7hag6HQzGUQEbywSSR9_UKFVUET5616pGCnRCObyL2Iik/w343-h312/aloendro.png" width="343" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div></div>Isabel del Toro Gomeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00523874593438996088noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-420705319052483163.post-11321869617846926042021-02-08T10:46:00.002+00:002021-02-08T10:46:46.504+00:00<p style="text-align: center;"><u><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></u></p><p style="text-align: center;"><u></u></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><u><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyhyphenhyphenqK-Qi7sqFSuztUMdq-nRIqftjfzeUuI2y7IPPuJ-RXSby_KOZxOoDN3wbEpI3YV7TJ_NWbkZXbpqo8UmtQrgFX690gR9rInRB4wul4v8tg1jhqdvB_CZVWxnBuycnqwzndVEeHdQ4/s1346/vinicius-de-moraes.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="984" data-original-width="1346" height="361" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyhyphenhyphenqK-Qi7sqFSuztUMdq-nRIqftjfzeUuI2y7IPPuJ-RXSby_KOZxOoDN3wbEpI3YV7TJ_NWbkZXbpqo8UmtQrgFX690gR9rInRB4wul4v8tg1jhqdvB_CZVWxnBuycnqwzndVEeHdQ4/w494-h361/vinicius-de-moraes.png" width="494" /></a></u></div><u><br /></u><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif;"><span style="color: #202122;"> </span><b>(</b></span><b><a href="https://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rio_de_Janeiro" style="background: none rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: sans-serif; text-decoration-line: none;" title="Rio de Janeiro"><span style="color: black;">Rio de Janeiro</span></a><span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif;">, </span><a href="https://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/19_de_outubro" style="background: none rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: sans-serif; outline-color: rgb(51, 102, 204);" title="">19 de outubro</a><span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif;"> de </span><a href="https://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/1913" style="background: none rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: sans-serif; text-decoration-line: none;" title="1913">1913</a><span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif;"> — Rio de Janeiro, </span><a href="https://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/9_de_julho" style="background: none rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: sans-serif; text-decoration-line: none;" title="9 de julho">9 de julho</a><span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif;"> de </span><a href="https://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/1980" style="background: none rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: sans-serif; text-decoration-line: none;" title="1980">1980</a><span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif;">),</span></b></span><u><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></u><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><u><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></u></p><p style="text-align: center;"><u><span style="font-size: large;"> <span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: inherit; white-space: pre-wrap;">SONETO DA FIDELIDADE </span></span></u></p><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;">De tudo, ao meu amor serei atento</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;">antes, e com tal zelo, e sempre e tanto</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;">que mesmo face do maior encanto</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;">dele se encanta mais meu pensamento.</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;">Quero vivê-lo em cada vão momento</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;">e sem louvor hei-de espalhar meu canto</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;">e rir meu riso e derramar meu pranto</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;">ao seu pesar ou seu contentamento.</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;">E assim, quando mais tarde me procure</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;">quem sabe a morte, angústia de quem vive</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;">quem sabe a solidão, fim de quem ama</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;">eu possa me dizer do amor (que tive):</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;">que não seja imortal, posto que é chama</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: large;">mas que seja infinito enquanto dure.</span></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px;"><br /></div></div><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Vinicius de Moraes, in "O Operário em Construção"</div></div><div class="o9v6fnle cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x c1et5uql ii04i59q" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="oajrlxb2 g5ia77u1 qu0x051f esr5mh6w e9989ue4 r7d6kgcz rq0escxv nhd2j8a9 nc684nl6 p7hjln8o kvgmc6g5 cxmmr5t8 oygrvhab hcukyx3x jb3vyjys rz4wbd8a qt6c0cv9 a8nywdso i1ao9s8h esuyzwwr f1sip0of lzcic4wl py34i1dx gpro0wi8" href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fembed%2FYeU9ygRBnFI%3Ffbclid%3DIwAR1OPuRlBMRfd5pnQnR4qpl1JvE0Nd56ukBOR1niqMONLqL3PM0oONU-_eE&h=AT14AusaRKVxmw0FLd0KAwQY-JSIB0OeSsbOA0MkQNQkC4bC36ucwChREvB8FKx4HRXWe43JzO-Dyrcjr6PSqmBc3FWbAlYIP_zbMcf3A5mJeN14_XUDg31Thsy51amd&__tn__=-UK-y-R&c[0]=AT21OtEk0wr9vdMWukxKaNYOz6kujbA4wCvLoHOkCJgMdkmkHOA3_LK7eIijQ52box9bwaBvr46M-iP7hB9p-El2AUZF8vibfQF0zo6s-bhNLaJM2o4JU868gaNt4A4Pn6GskXgqbMCeC4YGQBwjRdFu7yoBTNCK41dU9GSCHgWwVu0ISGAQNTwHR8K15jxeYmOvCXMH-_tgLQ7f" rel="nofollow" role="link" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; 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