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Giorgio Vasari, Poetry

por beatriz j a, em 07.05.18

 

 

 Giorgio Vasari, Poetry, 1560s, Florentine sala, Casa Vasari, Florence

 

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Spoken poetry - Rumi

por beatriz j a, em 07.05.18

 

 

 

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In my dreams

por beatriz j a, em 03.05.18

 

 

 

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Ezra Pound - about poetry

por beatriz j a, em 06.03.18

 

 

“I don’t know about method. The what is so much more important than how.” —Ezra Pound

 

erza pound, circa 1913 

 

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Blue on blue

por beatriz j a, em 26.12.17

 

 

From the beginning
the flying birds have left
no footprints on the blue sky.
- Miso Soseki

 

 Lisa Le Quelenec

 

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All you who sleep tonight

por beatriz j a, em 26.12.17

 

 

All you who sleep tonight
Far from the ones you love,
No hand to left or right
And emptiness above -

(...)

Vikram Seth

 

bernard safran 

 

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Have you ever

por beatriz j a, em 14.05.17

 

 

Clouds
 

Have you ever
stopped to listen
to the things
the clouds
are saying
as the rain
pours down
on this earth?
Maybe they had
a bad day,
and only need
a listening
ear.


-JRM

 

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Incompletos

por beatriz j a, em 04.02.16

 

 

 

Who knew that eyes could hunger?
Mine were starving,

(Sarah Spang)

 

 

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Big questions

por beatriz j a, em 23.06.15

 

 

 

In prisons, poetry books are so coveted that they are the first to be stolen from the library.

Why does poetry affect us so deeply?

(Pascale Petit)

 

 

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Poetry, 'Black Privilege' by Crystal Valentine

por beatriz j a, em 13.06.15

 

 

 

 

 

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The moment

por beatriz j a, em 03.06.15

 

 

 

THE MOMENT

The moment when, after many years
of hard work and a long voyage
you stand in the centre of your room,
house, half-acre, square mile, island, country,
knowing at last how you got there,
and say, I own this,

is the same moment when the trees unloose
their soft arms from around you,
the birds take back their language,
the cliffs fissure and collapse,
the air moves back from you like a wave
and you can't breathe.

No, they whisper. You own nothing.
You were a visitor, time after time
climbing the hill, planting the flag, proclaiming.
We never belonged to you.
You never found us.
It was always the other way round. 

-- Margaret Atwood

 

 

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Poesia pela manhã

por beatriz j a, em 16.02.15

 

 

 

Self under self, a pile of selves I stand
Threaded on time, and with metaphysic hand
Lift the farm like a lid and see
Farm within farm, and in the centre, me.

 

“Summer Farm”, Norman MacCaig

 

 

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 Lars van de Goor

 

 

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

 

(…)

 

I shall be telling this with a sigh

Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

 

Robert Frost

 

 

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'All perished, all'

por beatriz j a, em 09.06.14

 

 

 

Aleksandr Blok

Aleksandr Blok

.........

"All perished, All!..."

1900

All perished, all! The sun, in flame and brilliance,
As did it long before, the years’ circle fulfils.
A sorrow grave deplores the past existence – 
That was so beautiful – under the solemn hills.
And in the black night a white specter-mist 
Waits other shades, the silent one and grievous.

Oh, whitening shade, again you will obtain
Crowds of others, lost of past, entire.
A night will pass, come a long day again – 
Again will rise, in its self-scorching mire,
Sun of the day, the sun of golden fire,
And will again burn the sad hills and plain.


Translated by Yevgeny Bonver, October, 2002
(from poetry lovers page)


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There is another sky

por beatriz j a, em 03.05.14

 

 

 

There is another sky

by Emily Dickinson

 

There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields -
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum:
Prithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!

 

 

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The Mountain

por beatriz j a, em 13.03.14

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Incompletos

por beatriz j a, em 12.03.14

 

 

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(...)

And if when I died fully

I cannot say,

And changed into the corpse-thing

I am to-day,

 

Yet is it that, though whiling

The time somehow

In walking, talking, smiling,

I live not now.

 

The Dead Man Walking by Thomas Hardy

 

 

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Poesia ao lusco-fusco

por beatriz j a, em 04.03.14

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 










Two separate divided silences, Which, brought together, would find loving voice; Two glances which together would rejoice In love, now lost like stars beyond dark trees; Two hands apart whose touch alone gives ease; Two bosoms which, heart-shrined with mutual flame, Would, meeting in one clasp, be made the same; Two souls, the shores wave-mocked of sundering seas:

—Such are we now. Ah! may our hope forecast Indeed one hour again, when on this stream Of darkened love once more the light shall gleam? An hour how slow to come, how quickly past, Which blooms and fades, and only leaves at last, Faint as shed flowers, the attenuated dream.

(Dante Gabriel Rosetti,
Two separate divided silences)


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The tought fox

por beatriz j a, em 15.02.14

 

 

 

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