"Toco a tua boca, com um dedo toco o contorno do tua boca, vou desenhando essa boca como se estivesse saindo da minha mão, como se pela primeira vez a tua boca se entreabrisse e basta-me fechar os olhos para desfazer tudo e recomeçar. Faço nascer, de cada vez, a boca que desejo, a boca que a minha não escolheu e te desenha no rosto, uma boca eleita entre todas, com soberana liberdade eleita por mim para desenhá-la com minha mão em teu rosto e que por um acaso, que não procuro compreender, coincide exatamente com a tua boca que sorri debaixo daquela que a minha mão te desenha.
Me olhas, de perto me olhas, cada vez mais de perto e, então, brincamos de cíclope, olhamo-nos cada vez mais de perto e nossos olhos se tornam maiores, se aproximam entre si, sobrepõem-se e os cíclopes se olham, respirando confundidos, as bocas encontram-se e lutam debilmente, mordendo-se com os lábios, apoiando ligeiramente a língua nos dentes, brincando nas suas cavernas onde um ar pesado vai e vem com um perfume antigo e um grande silêncio. Então, as minhas mãos procuram afogar-se nos teus cabelos, acariciar lentamente a profundidade do teu cabelo enquanto nos beijamos como se tivéssemos a boca cheia de flores ou de peixes, de movimentos vivos, de frangância obscura. E, se nos mordemos, a dor é doce, e se nos afogamos num breve e terrível absorver simultâneo de fôlego, essa instantânea morte é bela. E já existe uma só saliva e um só sabor de fruta, e eu te sinto tremular contra mim, como um lua na água."
terça-feira, 10 de maio de 2011
segunda-feira, 9 de maio de 2011
Tom Waits - All The World is Green
Tom Waits - All The World is Green
I fell into the ocean
When you became my wife
I risked it all aganist the sea
To have a better life
Marie you're the wild blue sky
And men do foolish things
You turn kings into beggars
And beggars into kings
Pretend that you owe me nothing
And all the world is green
We can bring back the old days again
And all the world is green
The face forgives the mirror
The worm forgives the plow
The questions begs the answer
Can you forgive me somehow
Maybe when our story's over
We'll go where it's always spring
The band is playing our song again
And all the world is green
Pretend that you owe me nothing
And all the world is green
We can bring back the old days again
And all the world is green
The moon is yellow silver
Oh the things that summer brings
It's a love you'd kill for
And all the world is green
He is balancing a diamond
On a blade of grass
The dew will settle on our grave(s)
When all the world is green
I fell into the ocean
When you became my wife
I risked it all aganist the sea
To have a better life
Marie you're the wild blue sky
And men do foolish things
You turn kings into beggars
And beggars into kings
Pretend that you owe me nothing
And all the world is green
We can bring back the old days again
And all the world is green
The face forgives the mirror
The worm forgives the plow
The questions begs the answer
Can you forgive me somehow
Maybe when our story's over
We'll go where it's always spring
The band is playing our song again
And all the world is green
Pretend that you owe me nothing
And all the world is green
We can bring back the old days again
And all the world is green
The moon is yellow silver
Oh the things that summer brings
It's a love you'd kill for
And all the world is green
He is balancing a diamond
On a blade of grass
The dew will settle on our grave(s)
When all the world is green
sábado, 7 de maio de 2011
Miles Davis - The Man I Love
Miles Davis - The Man I Love
Someday he'll come along
The man I love
And he'll be big and strong
The man I love
And when he comes my way
I'll do my best
To make him stay
He'll look at me and smile
I'll understand
And in a little while
He'll take my hand
And though it seems absurd
I know we both
Won't say a word
Maybe
I shall meet him Sunday
Maybe monday, maybe not
Still I'm sure
To meet him one day
Maybe Tuesday
Will be my good news day
He'll build a little home
Just meant for two
From which I'd never roam
Who would, would you?
And so all else above
I'm wating
For the man I love
Julie London - When I fall in love
My girl - Rolling Stones
My girl - Rolling Stones
I got sunshine, on a cloudy day
When it's cold outside, I got the month of May
When it's cold outside, I got the month of May
I guess, you'll say,
What can make me feel this way?
My girl (my girl) my girl
Talkin' 'bout my girl
What can make me feel this way?
My girl (my girl) my girl
Talkin' 'bout my girl
I go so much honey, the bees envy me
I've got a sweeter song, baby, than the birds in the trees
I've got a sweeter song, baby, than the birds in the trees
I guess, you'll say,
What can make me feel this way?
My girl (my girl) my girl
Talkin' 'bout my girl
What can make me feel this way?
My girl (my girl) my girl
Talkin' 'bout my girl
Oooh oooh oooh oooh oooh
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey (oooh)
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey (oooh)
I don't need no money, or count my pay
I've got all the riches, baby, one man can take
I've got all the riches, baby, one man can take
I guess, you'll say,
What can make me feel this way?
My girl (my girl) my girl
Talkin' 'bout my girl
What can make me feel this way?
My girl (my girl) my girl
Talkin' 'bout my girl
I got sunshine, on a cloudy day
I even got the month of May
(My girl) My girl. I'm talkin' 'bout my girl
I even got the month of May
(My girl) My girl. I'm talkin' 'bout my girl
Mario Quintana - CANÇÃO DO AMOR IMPREVISTO
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CANÇÃO DO AMOR IMPREVISTO
Eu sou um homem fechado.
O mundo me tornou egoísta e mau.
E a minha poesia é um vício triste,
Desesperado e solitário
Que eu faço tudo por abafar.
Mas tu apareceste com a tua boca fresca de madrugada,
Com o teu passo leve,
Com esses teus cabelos...
E o homem taciturno ficou imóvel, sem compreender
nada, numa alegria atônita...
A súbita, a dolorosa alegria de um espantalho inútil
Aonde viessem pousar os passarinhos.
Mario Quintana
CANÇÃO DO AMOR IMPREVISTO
Eu sou um homem fechado.
O mundo me tornou egoísta e mau.
E a minha poesia é um vício triste,
Desesperado e solitário
Que eu faço tudo por abafar.
Mas tu apareceste com a tua boca fresca de madrugada,
Com o teu passo leve,
Com esses teus cabelos...
E o homem taciturno ficou imóvel, sem compreender
nada, numa alegria atônita...
A súbita, a dolorosa alegria de um espantalho inútil
Aonde viessem pousar os passarinhos.
Mario Quintana
sexta-feira, 6 de maio de 2011
quinta-feira, 5 de maio de 2011
Coming Back To Life - Pink Floyd
Coming Back To Life
David Gilmour
Coming Back To Life
Where were you when I was burned and broken
While the days slipped by from my window watching
Where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless
Because the things you say and the things you do surround me
While you were hanging yourself on someone else's words
Dying to believe in what you heard
I was staring straight into the shining sun
Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted
Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but irresistible pastime
I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life
I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the waiting had begun
And headed straight...into the shining sun
segunda-feira, 2 de maio de 2011
E.E. Cummings - Poema
"Lady, i will touch you with my mind.
Touch you and touch and touch
until you give
me suddenly a smile... "
E.E. Cummings
Touch you and touch and touch
until you give
me suddenly a smile... "
E.E. Cummings
A fome do primeiro grito - Hilda Hilst
A fome do primeiro grito
Hilda Hilst
XII
Se te pareço noturna e imperfeita
Olha-me de novo. Porque esta noite
Olhei-me a mim, como se tu me olhasses.
E era como se a água
desejasse.
Escapar de sua casa que é o rio
E deslizando apenas, nem tocar a margem.
Te olhei. E há um tempo.
Entendo que sou terra. Há tanto tempo
Espero
Que o teu corpo de água mais fraterno
Se estenda sobre o meu. Pastor e nauta
Olha-me de novo. Com menos altivez.
E mais atento.
De Júbilo Memória Noviciado da Paixão (1974)
domingo, 1 de maio de 2011
The Laughing Heart by Charles Bukowski
The Laughing Heart by Charles Bukowski
your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
be on the watch.
there are ways out.
there is a light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
be on the watch.
the gods will offer you chances.
know them.
take them.
you can’t beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.
and the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.
your life is your life.
know it while you have it.
you are marvelous
the gods wait to delight
in you.
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
be on the watch.
there are ways out.
there is a light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
be on the watch.
the gods will offer you chances.
know them.
take them.
you can’t beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.
and the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.
your life is your life.
know it while you have it.
you are marvelous
the gods wait to delight
in you.
-- by Charles Bukowski
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