tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-128464812024-03-23T11:21:14.700-07:00Dissoluções do ComoFlávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comBlogger123125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-83452448795917674712011-04-06T17:47:00.000-07:002011-04-06T17:48:52.851-07:00<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>uma nova coisa clicando: <a href="http://flaviaasantos.wordpress.com/">aqui</a> </div><div><br /></div><div>não sei ainda se aqui acaba! </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Flávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-50147992979655216302011-03-07T11:08:00.000-08:002011-03-07T11:11:00.654-08:00<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span">uma barata acidental atravessa a rua na noite.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span">meros espectadores:</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span">a luz amarela</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span">eu;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span">e o pombo</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span">sonolento da pilastra á esquerda</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span">- a barata se dirige ao outro da lado da calçada,</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span">em frente a <i>Santa Casa</i> titubeia atônita;</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span">para.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span">E desaparece viva e altiva em ser só barata</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></p>Flávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-73257592924324466582011-02-26T19:33:00.000-08:002011-02-26T19:36:37.618-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br />fadada a entretantos</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> - melancolicamente:</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">a rua nasce e anoitece</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">buzina</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">chove</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">(pés, pessoas, casas, saias</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">e barrigas de fora</span>)<br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">a rua girando estática</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">em 2.0</span><br /><br />a rua sempre<br /><br /><br />pedestre.<br /><br /><br /><br />#de oficina irritadaFlávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-9066768097025999432011-02-21T11:07:00.001-08:002011-02-21T11:07:55.099-08:00<span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;">Teoria dos Micro-conflitos</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Ana.</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">- tô na janela vendo a vida chover. Não tenha medo a janela está fechada.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Helena.</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">- você toma muito café.</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">- eu gosto do cheiro do café habitando a casa.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Eu.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">- o que foi?</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">-meu estômago dói</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">-é o café?</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">-não, é tristeza.</span>Flávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-4403054262324009772011-02-03T05:53:00.000-08:002011-02-03T05:54:14.005-08:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Meus olhos têm a boemia fajuta </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" >de passarem madrugadas em ti</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" >inebriados atrás das pálpebras</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" >que te reconstroem</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" >pêlo por pêlo</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" >e adormecem</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" >embriagados</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" >em tristeza.</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" >e da manhã que nasce</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" >clara e ensolarada:</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" >esquecer-te</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" > </span></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" >na esperança de outros</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" >olhos</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" >rabiscados por sobre </span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" >a lembrança</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" >dos teus</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></p>Flávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-31081657499815629392010-12-31T12:08:00.001-08:002010-12-31T12:10:21.576-08:00<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>é preciso saber conjugar os tempos verbais<br />para completar o silêncio -<br /><br />que é mais agramatical que a fala -<br /><br /><br />silenciar o pretérito mais que perfeito<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Flávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-8604699234689837662010-12-19T13:29:00.001-08:002010-12-19T13:30:35.435-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span">Para a moça que esqueceu seus óculos de poesia no ônibus lotado</span></b></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Senta,</span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span">tem coisas pelas pálpebras e pêlos</span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span">teus e dos outros</span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span">que ainda não sabem sê-las -</span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span">se repetem</span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span">repara:</span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span">seus olhos atrás das pálpebras</span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span">onde a palavra é gorda de poesia</span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span">e se esconde.</span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span">é que poesia vem de quando existe</span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span">um azul que não tem nome de cor</span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span">de quando o verbo tem o erro da falação</span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span">de criança que gosta de ver com os olhos:</span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span">do bolso furado</span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span">das coisas sarjetas</span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span">e das querências –</span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span">poesia vem de verbo narrado</span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span">em ônibus lotado –</span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span">também</span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5em; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></p><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><br /></div></span>Flávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-22292037056654657652010-12-13T05:55:00.000-08:002010-12-13T06:00:52.447-08:00<div><b><span class="Apple-style-span">erro de continuidade</span></b></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">tenho olhos</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">que demoram certo tempo</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">em decifrar não-palavras</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">um gesto</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">precisa dos</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">olhos do corpo</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">descodificando-os</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">há que se perder o tempo</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">quando se tenta -</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">com olhos do corpo,</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">decifrar o outro</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">tenho olhos do momento depois -</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">e a sintaxe da boca desarticulada</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">com as despalavras</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">do corpo</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></div>Flávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-25340489102889258862010-12-08T01:41:00.000-08:002010-12-08T01:42:19.426-08:00<span class="Apple-style-span" >Acordou - ainda - naquelas intermitências;<br /><br /><br />juntou coisas desarticuladas do querer:<br /><br />saudades<br /><br />noites claras<br /><br />sacolas, beijos, pernas<br /><br />cabelos caídos<br /><br />esquecidas peças<br /><br />juras<br /><br />e desmemórias -<br /><br /><br /><br />num saco<br />as coisas desvolumosas<br />do querer.</span>Flávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-26106010386928373232010-11-29T02:34:00.000-08:002010-11-29T02:41:06.426-08:00<div><b>Impressão manual sobre o papel</b></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>eu tenho que há palavra<div>descabida do sentido da fala</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>eu tenho que o silêncio é</div><div>a fala habitada de sentido</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>eu tenho que o silêncio</div><div>diz mais</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>eu tenho que, dizer em silêncio,</div><div>dificulta a incompreensão</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>só que o silêncio</div><div>tem todo tempo do mundo</div><div><br /></div><div>a fala tem o momento exato:</div><div>eu tenho que meu silêncio</div><div>é um erro da fala</div><div>em dias tão desabitados</div><div>de sentido.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Flávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-42517395016857392932010-11-04T09:02:00.001-07:002010-11-04T12:30:28.967-07:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%"><b>Paulistano.</b><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%"><o:p><br /></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:11.0pt; line-height:115%"><o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">E refém do que acha que ama,<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">nesta cidade<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Sem: ternos<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">- abraços <o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">ruídos de carros<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">demaquilantes<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">quando a noite cai </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">* de oficina irritada</span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></span></p>Flávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-13863972012158563372010-09-26T07:11:00.000-07:002010-11-04T09:05:47.956-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span">do livro de maria.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Beijei maria dos pés ao início<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">até trocar a sintaxe de minha boca<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Maria chora em redondilhas:<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">poesia dela sai detrás do olho,<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">como se perde o infinito na curva -<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">e a gente mesmo não vê mais,<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">acha que acabou,<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">e não vê fim<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Para maria fiz um soneto que perdi,<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Dizia quase assim :<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><i><span style="line-height: 150%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><i><span style="line-height: 150%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">“de tudo que é eterno serei fraco<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><i><span style="line-height: 150%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">antes, com descuido, do que pensado”<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><i><span style="line-height: 150%; "><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> </span></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">até trocar a sintaxe da boca:<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">na fome insaciável que a gente<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: 150%;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"><span style="line-height: 150%; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">tem de si – maria e eu</span><o:p></o:p></span></p></div>Flávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-64202290125094640502010-08-17T16:43:00.001-07:002010-08-17T16:47:12.053-07:00Encanto II<br /><br /><br /><br />a moça gira os cabelos nos dedos olhando para o nada,<br />tira parte deles que lhe caem<br />besteira não pensar em sinfonia sincopada<br />besteira não se perder<br /><br /><br />penso que os tufos de cabelos desgrenhados não lhe bastariam:<br /><br /><br />ainda tem todo o começo -<br /><br /><br />e os olhos.<br /><br />é dos olhos que sigo por todo o corpo<br />até chegar nos gestos delicados da moça:<br /><br /><br />e volto.<br /><br />Besteira não pensar<br />que a moça dos gestos delicados<br />ignora toda a música<br />e o silêncio indelicado<br />dos meus olhos<br /><br /><br />penso em vão em lhe dizer.<br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>....</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://incrise.blogspot.com/2006/07/encanto.html">encanto</a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Flávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-46800423479890713982010-08-04T18:54:00.000-07:002010-08-04T18:57:24.449-07:00<div><br /></div><div>Hoje não tenho versos para maria!</div><div><br /></div><div>nem pra ninguém</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>me deu mesmo uma loucura</div><div>de sair gritando:sou eu:</div><div>chutando</div><div>esperneando feito criança</div><div>correndo feito</div><div>cachorro que nunca sai</div><div>sem saber se caga ou se mija</div><div><br /></div><div>sou eu</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>só</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>- mesmo no país de maria</div>Flávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-19446408371259042572010-07-26T18:11:00.000-07:002010-07-26T18:13:35.741-07:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:11.0pt;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:11.0pt;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:11.0pt;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:11.0pt;">no baile dela eu me perco -<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;">E eu quis meu caos, minha cama -<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:11.0pt;">e é como descrever sua beleza<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:11.0pt;">pelos pés, não pelos olhos<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS"; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;">Uma vidinha cotidiana dorme-acorda<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS"; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;">em peito outra vez aberto -<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span style="Trebuchet MS"font-family:";font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;">nem carma, nem calma<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;">uma carne outra vez crua<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS"; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS"; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;">seu sexo no meu cais<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS"; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS"; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;">árvore centenária de raízes expostas<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS"; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS"; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS"; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;">sem sono descanso cansaço<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS"; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS"; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;">embebidas <o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS";mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;">ela<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS"; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>eu<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS"; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS"; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:"Trebuchet MS"; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;font-size:11.0pt;">(de oficina irritada)</span></p>Flávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-62068289738098805792010-07-23T05:37:00.001-07:002010-07-23T05:38:14.213-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div>a cidade desata seus nós</span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:medium;"> e os recria</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:medium;">.</span></div>Flávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-13531739252136496622010-07-15T12:06:00.001-07:002010-07-15T13:44:18.570-07:00<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Fim de romance</span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">resta:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">correr de volta pra casa</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">sozinha</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">o som dos carros</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">o teu cheiro, ainda:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">melodia</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">perdida no céu da tua boca</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">e na menina dos seus olhos:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">sinfonia</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">o corpo</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">o ventre e</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">a cama vazia</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Depois como em toda novidade:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">última vez</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">- mostrar-se fria </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">e em outros braços - tua -</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">em mil afagos, estrelas, e ainda:</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">mostrar-se crua</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div>Flávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-26363395609214952442010-07-01T21:06:00.000-07:002010-07-01T21:07:57.518-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyOxu-AtmikE2-vJJIBUrGZkRAGxcmcYOyuyWssioKQxecEJq_RqxLAn-vp5DVYxTmNwa3cAvwNwP5oAwEmpXqJOEkQhOlx1g_4HdpyJr1MKSOKYVFvLOMoTL0QIijmgjkhQ/s1600/DSC04178.gif"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyOxu-AtmikE2-vJJIBUrGZkRAGxcmcYOyuyWssioKQxecEJq_RqxLAn-vp5DVYxTmNwa3cAvwNwP5oAwEmpXqJOEkQhOlx1g_4HdpyJr1MKSOKYVFvLOMoTL0QIijmgjkhQ/s320/DSC04178.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489155614123785154" border="0" /></a>Flávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-68940384120242862692010-06-22T20:01:00.000-07:002010-06-23T18:49:09.139-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">eu cavei um buraco no fundo do céu<br /><br />tem um jeito pra uísque que não se aprende nos trópicos:<br /><br />só no escuro.<br /><br /><br /><br />pelas veias da cidade,<br />eu corro os olhos<br />fechados por mim<br /><br /><br /></span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">abro uns braços no coração do país que inventei.<br /><br />que me leve o sono<br />e a casa vazia<br /><br /><br />um trago</span></span><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">um copo d'água</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">e um deus</span></span></div>Flávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-75559719559724878422010-05-26T18:13:00.001-07:002010-05-26T19:31:26.792-07:00<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Trebuchet MS";font-family:";"><o:p><br /></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Trebuchet MS";font-family:";"><o:p><br /></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Trebuchet MS";font-family:";"><o:p><br /></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Trebuchet MS";font-family:";"><o:p><br /></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Trebuchet MS";font-family:";"><o:p><br /></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Trebuchet MS";font-family:";"><o:p><br /></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">eu tenho que poesia você mastiga<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">amarga no começo que é o fim<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">e doce no fim que é começo:<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">- da língua:<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> </span></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></span></p><p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">falho um poema<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></p><p style="font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="Trebuchet MS";font-family:";"><o:p></o:p></span></p>Flávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-25873284767906814402010-05-07T19:03:00.000-07:002010-05-26T19:00:05.854-07:00e virou livro<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR1jsVABBWQvk8zy6G4f9HvLAifdxPHbm_xYbkNdedaHCPg2cWNjkSx2SGykNeKP6dq41mqwHMome2BdCWafS15RkTPhpFQ94lsM8puH6TFGMwBvasok0MGoFNra8afyxJ5g/s1600/layout2.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR1jsVABBWQvk8zy6G4f9HvLAifdxPHbm_xYbkNdedaHCPg2cWNjkSx2SGykNeKP6dq41mqwHMome2BdCWafS15RkTPhpFQ94lsM8puH6TFGMwBvasok0MGoFNra8afyxJ5g/s320/layout2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468714307922781458" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span><a href="http://www.livrariacultura.com.br/scripts/cultura/resenha/resenha.asp?nitem=11033794&sid=1894623811257846114224060&k5=9D24B65&uid">como conseguir</a>Flávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-26865836792843037112009-11-19T04:34:00.000-08:002009-11-19T04:42:06.663-08:00<p class="MsoNormal"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)">_</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)">_</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)">_</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)">_</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)">_</span><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>No tempo em que se desconhecia</strong></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">o perigo de soltar balões:<?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">formigas esticavam o horizonte em fila<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">a rua em pernas fazia o mundo</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">quarteirão era país</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#000000;">_<br />_<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">gente subia ao mercado comprar mistura<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">tinha surra merecida de traquinagem<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">tinha trecos que pensavam coisas<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">e coisas que a gente nem sabia -</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#000000;">_<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">ontem, nem sabia como virar trecos em coisas:<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">as esquinas se desdobram infinitas até o inicio -<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">a gente anda e anda:<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">uma fila de pessoas não alarga a paisagem<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">_</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">tinha uns muros intransponíveis e pernas possíveis<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">do tempo em que terrenos baldios<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">serviam pra soltar balões</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)">__</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)">_</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)">_</span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)">_</span><br /></span><br /></span><span style="font-family:';"><o:p></o:p></span></p>Flávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-79765797704634251292009-11-16T10:18:00.000-08:002009-11-16T10:19:05.884-08:00<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">_</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">_</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">_</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">_</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">De quando a noite caísse ou</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;">o livro de Maria.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Guardar-te como a menina dos meus olhos,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">- só pra não deixar o mato crescer no terreno baldio,</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">a gente mesmo sabe os desvãos</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">lá,</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">eu tinha aquele estatuto de bastar</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">enquanto eu era uma pessoa espessa</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">de caladas</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">de canto de olho</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">de boca cheia de dentes</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Maria dança em roda da lua</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">de narizes dados comigo</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">e mãos procuras.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">A gente não estava nada não</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">dava vontade de entrar no vazio -</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Maria e eu</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">_</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">_</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">_</span>Flávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12846481.post-32017124208336325592009-10-27T13:14:00.000-07:002009-10-27T13:21:51.010-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT983gExgyfWtpD3bkIftHZz2L_ZlTY7ExN3tj-41PAZ0hB-ZVf8xBTWgw75kTc8_gdS0lKnDGsBDsXBZyNGetfBYK8H4Bi5hPG5srj2K1F-Q6BxkikiN6ZfC6Lm7BvcsJbg/s1600-h/terra+do+nuncapreto.gif"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 282px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 348px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397376605744352274" border="0" alt="" 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que é preciso recomeçar por desmoroneos:<br /><br /><br />o caos na boca<br /><br /><br />e o corpo no abandono.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">*</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">*</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">*</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">*</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">*</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">*</span>Flávia Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00278193145057463351noreply@blogger.com