Doravante, deves destapar-me devagar.

20 de maio de 2008

Do sol que vi nascer esta noite




Eras tu empoleirado no amarelo.

Good news




Numa varanda de alecrim poisaram hoje os meus olhos.
Lágrimas felizes. Aos molhos.



- Foto de Graça Loureiro

18 de maio de 2008

Porque me tranquiliza...



Sempre gostei da fonética da palavra mirtilo. É tão bonita.


('My Blueberry nights' é também o título
de um filme em cartaz que me dizem ser lindíssimo)

A 13 de Maio... apareceu brilhando




Aos treze dias do mês de Maio do ano de dois mil e oito, os milagres aconteceram.
Uma peregrinação ao âmago da alegria, foi o que foi. E foi tão bom!

9 de maio de 2008

3 de maio de 2008

Escolhas




O meu peito
é um espaço
demasiado comprimido
entre ti e o tempo.

Um dos dois tem de sair.

Stuart Staples – That Leaving Feeling



Stuart S. Staples :
I get that leaving feeling
this time it's here to stay
I've been weighing up the pulling
and pushing me away.
the past is so heavy
but it's something I can't leave
and this future is so certain
it just pushes me to my knees.

Lhasa :
Is that your heart talking
or just that befuddled mind?
the people that you love
they change when you leave them behind.

Stuart S. Staples :
But this rope that is pulling
is whittled down to a thread
and if I don't start climbing
pretty soon it'll be over my head

Lhasa :
we all have dreams of leaving
we all want to make a new start,
go and pack a little suitcase
with the pieces of our hearts.
all those worries and those sorrows
we can just toss them away,
buy a coffee and a paper
and those step on to a train.

Stuart S. Staples :
But I've been too long wandering
limping around this town
with everything that's pulling me
is pulling me further down.

Lhasa :
Go make all your excuses,
go say all you goodbyes
but take a look in the mirror
it's the hardest one you'll ever find.
all those worries and those sorrows
you can just toss them away.
go find a new tomorrow
and forget about your yesterdays.
so go and pat your kids
and kiss your dog goodbye,
leave your keys on the nail
with the sadness that's in your eyes.

Stuart S. Staples :
Maybe tomorrow, today looks like it's bringing rain
and I'll leave everything in order
I don't want nothing standing in my way
there are jobs that need tending
and the logs that are waiting to stack
and I'll leave everything in order
I don't want nothing that's going to hold me back.

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