tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24006979384660361882024-03-03T16:25:34.877-08:00ProtopiaProtopia é um lugar que ainda não existe, mas que está prestes a existir, ainda que exista perfeitamente em nossas cabeças...
A poesia é o lar desta Protopia. Aqui vou colocando, em doses homeopáticas ou cavalares, meus versos, meus sonhos e pesadelos, e tudo que minha mente, ou de outrem, possa(m) criar.Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.comBlogger122125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-21543723485551686292022-08-19T09:36:00.003-07:002022-08-22T05:17:32.622-07:00 As Flô de Puxinanã (Paródia de As “Flô de Gerematáia” de Napoleão Menezes)<p>Zé da Luz</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;"></p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">Três muié ou três irmã,</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">três cachôrra da mulesta,</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">eu vi num dia de festa,</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">no lugar Puxinanã.</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;"></p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">A mais véia, a mais ribusta</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">era mermo uma tentação!</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">mimosa flô do sertão</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">que o povo chamava Ogusta.</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;"></p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">A segunda, a Guléimina,</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">tinha uns ói qui ô! mardição!</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">Matava quarqué cristão</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">os oiá déssa minina.</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;"></p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">Os ói dela paricia</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">duas istrêla tremendo,</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; 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font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">dois cuscús de mandioca.</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;"></p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">Dois cuscús, qui, prú capricho,</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">quando ela passou pru eu,</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">minhas venta se acendeu</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">cum o chêro vindo dos bicho.</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;"></p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">Eu inté, me atrapaiava,</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">sem sabê das três irmã</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">qui ei vi im Puxinanã,</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">qual era a qui mi agradava.</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;"></p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">Inscuiendo a minha cruz</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">prá sair desse imbaraço,</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">desejei, morrê nos braços,</p><p style="background-color: #fffaee; font-family: Lato, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; margin: 0px; max-width: -webkit-fill-available; white-space: pre-wrap;">da dona dos dois cuscús!</p>Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-34273891798759552622020-04-17T05:56:00.001-07:002020-04-17T05:56:21.992-07:00ALUCINAÇÃO À BEIRA MAR<div id="titGrupo" style="background-color: gainsboro; 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Um medo de morrer meus pés esfriava.<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Noite alta. Ante o telúrico recorte,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Na diuturna discórdia, a equórea coorte<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Atordoadoramente ribombava!<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Eu, ególatra céptico, cismava<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Em meu destino!... O vento estava forte<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E aquela matemática da Morte<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Com os seus números negros me assombrava!<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Mas a alga usufructuária dos oceanos<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />E os malacopterígios subraquianos<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Que um castigo de espécie emudeceu,<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" /><br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />No eterno horror das convulsões marítimas<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Pareciam também corpos de vítimas<br style="box-sizing: border-box;" />Condenadas à Morte, assim como eu!</div>
Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-5734095400691039102020-04-14T14:34:00.005-07:002020-04-14T14:34:43.535-07:00Põe o ouvido no chão<div style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 6px;">
Meditação/poema de Dom Helder Câmara,</div>
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e interpreta os rumores em volta.<br />Predominam<br />passos inquietos e agitados,<br />passos medrosos na sombra,<br />passos de amargura e de revolta...<br />Nem começaram ainda<br />os primeiros passos de esperança.<br />Cola mais teu ouvido à terra.<br />Prende a respiração.<br />Solta as antenas interiores<br />– o Mestre anda circulando.<br />É mais fácil que falte<br />nas horas felizes<br />do que nas duras horas<br />dos passos incertos e difíceis...</div>
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publicado em seu livro "O deserto é fértil (roteiro para as minorias abraâmicas)"<br />[9. ed. Rio de Janeiro: Civilização Brasileira, 1978. p. 54]:</div>
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Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-18319982832125780082020-04-02T14:17:00.001-07:002020-04-02T14:17:23.810-07:00Seguindo a vidaOs sonhos retornam<br />
A vida segue<br />
Não sou o mesmo<br />
Também não o outro<br />
Hoje meu tempo é ouro<br />
Minha sina flui<br />
Meus olhos a tudo vem<br />
Também nada vem<br />
Tudo é fruto meu<br />
Eu árvore,<br />
Autóctone em meu crescimento<br />
Se caio, levanto<br />
Se saio, volto<br />
Se morro, ressuscito!<br />
Sou joia rara<br />
Ainda no fundo do rio<br />
E as mãos do trabalho me emergirão<br />
Também serei lapidado, dia a dia<br />
Quilate insuperável<br />
Então não haverá no mundo<br />
Preço à minha preciosidade<br />
E meu brilho ofuscará<br />
Os olhos despidos<br />
Cobertos da inveja<br />
Frutificada pela incapacidade<br />
Dos que nada têm às mãos<br />
Que possa pagar a vida.<br />
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(Recife, 1991)<br />
<br />Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-27738958467427550122019-06-09T08:31:00.000-07:002019-06-09T08:31:10.423-07:00Drummond...<div>
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O Rio? É doce.</div>
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A Vale? Amarga.</div>
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Entre estatais</div>
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E multinacionais,</div>
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Quantos ais!</div>
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III</div>
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A dívida interna.</div>
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A dívida externa</div>
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A dívida eterna.</div>
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Quantas toneladas exportamos</div>
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Quantas lágrimas disfarçamos</div>
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Sem berro?</div>
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C. D. de Andrade</div>
Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-83218756916607379632018-09-04T15:37:00.001-07:002018-09-04T15:37:49.570-07:00DA FELICIDADE <span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Mario Quintana</span><br />
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<img alt="Resultado de imagem para picenez" src="https://www.ernanileiloeiro.com.br/imagens/img_m/108/31925.jpg" /><span style="background-color: white;"><br style="color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /></span>Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-13473858341050381732018-09-04T14:53:00.002-07:002018-09-04T14:53:14.741-07:00PessoaNão venhas sentar-te à minha frente, nem a meu lado;<br />
Não venhas falar, nem sorrir.<br />
Estou cansado de tudo, estou cansado<br />
E quero só dormir.<br />
Dormir até acordado, sonhando<br />
Ou até sem sonhar,<br />
Mas envolto num vago abandono brando<br />
A não ter que pensar.<br />
Nunca soube querer, nunca soube sentir, até<br />
Pensar não foi certo em mim.<br />
Deitei fora entre ortigas o que era a minha fé,<br />
Escrevi numa página em branco, «Fim».<br />
As princesas incógnitas ficaram desconhecidas,<br />
Os tronos prometidos não tiveram carpinteiro<br />
Acumulei em mim um milhão difuso de vidas,<br />
Mas nunca encontrei parceiro.<br />
Por isso, se vieres, não te sentes a meu lado, nem fales,<br />
Só quero dormir, uma morte que seja<br />
Uma coisa que me não rale nem com que tu te rales —<br />
Que ninguém deseja nem não deseja.<br />
Pus o meu Deus no prego. Embrulhei em papel pardo<br />
As esperanças e ambições que tive,<br />
E hoje sou apenas um suicídio tardo,<br />
Um desejo de dormir que ainda vive.<br />
Mas dormir a valer, sem dignificação nenhuma,<br />
Como um barco abandonado,<br />
Que naufraga sozinho entre as trevas e a bruma<br />
Sem se lhe saber o passado.<br />
E o comandante do navio que segue deveras<br />
Entrevê na distância do mar<br />
O fim do último representante das galeras,<br />
Que não sabia nadar.<br />
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Poesias Inéditas (1919-1930). Fernando Pessoa.Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-92206620767226534532017-09-03T05:43:00.002-07:002017-09-03T05:43:15.035-07:00Tecendo a Manhã<div style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-top: 6px;">
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Um galo sozinho não tece a manhã:<br />ele precisará sempre de outros galos.<br />De um que apanhe esse grito que ele<br />e o lance a outro: de outro galo<br />que apanhe o grito que um galo antes<br />e o lance a outro; e de outros galos<br />que com muitos outros galos se cruzam<br />os fios de sol de seus gritos de galo<br />para que a manhã, desde uma tela tênue,<br />se vá tecendo, entre todos os galos.</div>
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E se encorpando em tela, entre todos,<br />se erguendo tenda, onde entrem todos,<br />se entretendendo para todos, no toldo<br />(a manhã) que plana livre de armação.<br />A manhã, toldo de um tecido tão aéreo<br />que, tecido, se eleva por si: luz balão</div>
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Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-44225645094843710052017-08-31T13:11:00.003-07:002017-08-31T13:11:43.551-07:00Notícia sem nexo<div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="3jt5p" data-offset-key="1vih-0-0" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; white-space: pre-wrap;">
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Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-75169174235692398252016-12-04T07:22:00.002-08:002016-12-04T07:22:35.630-08:00A LUTA VALE A PENA<div style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 6px;">
<br />Marcelo Mário de Melo</div>
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[A Hiran Pereira, homem de teatro e dirigente comunista em Pernambuco, assassinado e desaparecido nos tempos da ditadura de 1964]</div>
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Vale a pena sim<br />remar contra a maré<br />pois muitos ainda<br />não têm pão<br />nem peixe<br />e estão unidos<br />os que atiram<br />as primeiras pedras.</div>
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Vale a pena sim<br />seguir a estrada<br />recuar<br />na trilha ameaçada<br />e voltar<br />pé ante pé<br />lançando<br />o sal e a semente.</div>
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Vale a pena sim.<br />Enfrentar a intolerância<br />lutar por liberdade<br />são coisas<br />que só fazem bem<br />em toda idade.</div>
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Vale a pena sim<br />vale a pena a nós<br />vale a pena a vós<br />vale a pena a mim.</div>
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Vale a pena sim!</div>
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Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-67849018523500557642016-09-09T04:56:00.001-07:002016-09-09T04:56:12.746-07:00Nestes Tempos...(se alguém souber a autoria favor informar)<br />
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font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;">Amar o perdido</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;">deixa confundido</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;">este coração.</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;"> Nada pode o olvido</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;"> contra o sem sentido</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;"> apelo do Não.</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;"> As coisas tangíveis</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;"> tornam-se insensíveis</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;"> à palma da mão</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;"> Mas as coisas findas</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;"> muito mais que lindas,</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;"> essas ficarão.</span></span>Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-89178834406890872252016-08-19T14:12:00.001-07:002016-08-19T14:12:21.274-07:00Sol e lua<div class="" data-block="true" data-editor="ea1aj" data-offset-key="8tet-0-0" style="background-color: white; 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<span data-offset-key="8tet-0-0">Pra que luzes vindas dos postes, se temos sol e lua?</span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="f9r4o-0-0">Sem cerol, cabresto ou linha, </span></div>
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<span data-offset-key="9i9do-0-0">quero apenas seu voar...</span></div>
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Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-43590389528947160772016-08-18T04:08:00.001-07:002016-08-18T04:08:13.950-07:00RESSENTIMENTO DO MUNDO<img src="https://pbs.twimg.com/media/CqItLahWcAA25UQ.jpg:large" />Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-92038107177040417732016-08-12T14:37:00.000-07:002016-08-12T14:37:08.857-07:00Lorca<span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">Quem são os imbecis, lacaios de Franco?</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">Quem são os idiotas com ridículos chapéus?</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">O medo assombrado de quem teme a arma da palavra é imensurável.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">Do outro lado, vejo um homem destemido, declamando seu último poema</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">EM VIDA!</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;"><br />Ao contrário do que ele sugeriu à lua, ele não foge<br />Ergue o braço em sinal de eterna luta!<br />Quem é Franco?<br />Quantos somos Lorca?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">“Mariana,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Que é o homem sem liberdade?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Sem essa luz harmoniosa e fixa que se sente por dentro?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Como poderia te querer não sendo livre, diz-me?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Como te dar este firme coração se não é meu? Não temas;<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">Como te dar este firme coração, se não é meu?”</span></div>
Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-66891380258515418272016-07-27T06:37:00.001-07:002016-07-27T06:37:05.790-07:00TE QUERO<b><span class="_5yl5"><span> </span></span><span class="_5yl5"><span>PABLO NERUDA</span></span></b><br />
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<span class="_5yl5"><span>Não te quero senão porque te quero </span></span></h3>
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<span class="_5yl5"><span> E de querer-te a não querer-te chego </span></span></h3>
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<span class="_5yl5"><span> E de esperar-te quando não te espero </span></span></h3>
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<span class="_5yl5"><span>Passa meu coração do frio ao fogo. </span></span></h3>
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<span class="_5yl5"><span>Te quero só porque a ti te quero, </span></span></h3>
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<span class="_5yl5"><span>Te odeio sem fim, e odiando-te rogo, </span></span></h3>
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<span class="_5yl5"><span>E a medida de meu amor viageiro </span></span></h3>
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<span class="_5yl5"><span>É não ver-te e amar-te como um cego. </span></span></h3>
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<span class="_5yl5"><span>Talvez consumirá a luz de janeiro </span></span></h3>
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<span class="_5yl5"><span>Seu raio cruel, meu coração inteiro, </span></span></h3>
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<span class="_5yl5"><span> Roubando-me a chave do sossego. </span></span></h3>
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<span class="_5yl5"><span> Nesta história só eu morro </span></span></h3>
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<span class="_5yl5"><span>E morrerei de amor porque te quero, </span></span></h3>
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<span class="_5yl5"><span>Porque te quero, amor, a sangue e a fogo. </span></span></h3>
Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-39254947943165972562016-06-22T06:20:00.000-07:002016-06-22T06:20:28.964-07:00Minha poesiaOnde estão aqueles versos<br />
Que às lágrimas deitei no papel?<br />
Onde foram os poemas<br />
Que escrevi enquanto eu sangrava<br />
Traças, tempo, tempestades<br />
Secaram-me as lágrimas<br />
A sangria estancou-se<br />
Mas os versos de minha poesia<br />
Foram escritos pela pena da saudade<br />
E a tinta inapagável do Amor<br />
Não mais há os versos a acienne<br />
Mas todos aqueles<br />
Que a vida tatuou em minh'alma<br />
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(Recife, 22 de Junho de 2016)Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-68622428731368568852016-06-09T04:12:00.000-07:002016-06-09T04:12:07.152-07:00Carrego o peso da luaPaulo <span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px;">Leminski</span><br />
<br style="background-color: #f6f7f9; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f9; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;">"Carrego o peso da lua,</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f9; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f9; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;">Três paixões mal curadas,</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f9; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f9; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;">Um Saara de páginas,</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f9; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f9; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;">Essa infinita madrugada.Viver de noite</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f9; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f9; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;">Me fez senhor do fogo.</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f9; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f9; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;">A vocês, eu deixo o sono.</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f9; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f9; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;">O sonho, não.</span><br style="background-color: #f6f7f9; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f7f9; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px;">Esse, eu mesmo carrego. "</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span>Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-28288709037755605912016-06-07T14:58:00.001-07:002016-06-07T15:04:13.645-07:00Hai Kai do isolamentoPor morar na Gringa,<br />
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Mesmo os Brasileiros,<br />
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Sempre se confinam<br />
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(Recife, 07/06/2016)Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-62251931087635186112016-06-06T04:33:00.002-07:002016-06-06T04:33:29.331-07:00Soneto do Desmantelo Azul<div style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px; margin-bottom: 6px;">
<br />Carlos Pena Filho</div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">Então, pintei de azul os meus sapatos<br />por não poder de azul pintar as ruas,<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><br />depois, vesti meus gestos insensatos<br />e colori, as minhas mãos e as tuas.<br /></span></span></div>
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<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">Para extinguir em nós o azul ausente<br />e aprisionar no azul as coisas gratas,<br />enfim, nós derramamos simplesmente<br />azul sobre os vestidos e as gravatas.<br /></span></span></div>
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<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">E afogados em nós, nem nos lembramos<br />que no excesso que havia em nosso espaço<br />pudesse haver de azul também cansaço.<br /></span></span></div>
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<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;">E perdidos de azul nos contemplamos<br />e vimos que entre nós nascia um sul<br />vertiginosamente azul. Azul</span></span></div>
Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-70277238984083126982016-05-31T17:07:00.002-07:002016-05-31T17:07:33.230-07:00Identidade<div style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px; margin-bottom: 6px;">
(Mia Couto ) </div>
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Preciso ser um outro<br />para ser eu mesmo</div>
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Sou grão de rocha<br />Sou o vento que a desgasta</div>
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Sou pólen sem insecto</div>
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Sou areia sustentando<br />o sexo das árvores</div>
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Existo onde me desconheço<br />aguardando pelo meu passado<br />ansiando a esperança do futuro</div>
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No mundo que combato morro<br />no mundo por que luto nasço</div>
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Mia Couto, in "Raiz de Orvalho e Outros Poemas"</div>
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Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-88982512444112090762016-04-05T13:35:00.002-07:002016-04-05T13:35:42.373-07:00Tarde no Recife<div style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px; margin-bottom: 6px;">
(Joaquim Cardozo) </div>
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Da ponte Maurício o céu e a cidade.</div>
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Fachada verde do Café Maxime,</div>
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Cais do Abacaxi. Gameleiras.</div>
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Da torre do Telégrafo òtico</div>
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A voz colorida das bandeiras anuncia</div>
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Que vapores entram no horizonte.</div>
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Tanta gente apressada, tanta mulher bonita;</div>
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A tagarelice dos bondes e dos automóveis.</div>
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Um camelô gritando: – Alerta!</div>
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Algazarra. Seis horas. Os sinos.</div>
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Recife Romântico dos crepúsculos das pontes,</div>
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Dos crepúsculos que assitiram à passagem dos fidalgos holandeses,</div>
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Que assistem agora ao movimento das ruas tumultuosas,</div>
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Que assistirão mais tarde à passagem dos aviões para as costas do Pacífico;</div>
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Recife romântico dos crepúsculos das pontes</div>
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E da beleza católica do rio.</div>
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Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-54294346689588481892016-03-23T13:35:00.002-07:002016-03-23T13:35:47.080-07:00Moacy Cirne<img src="https://fbcdn-photos-e-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-xpa1/v/t1.0-0/s480x480/12523970_1278730735473592_3304559359951514450_n.jpg?oh=030262e5facae31343fd5d89095e62cd&oe=574BD472&__gda__=1468632247_ac3729c319af3d5d3ee1239adb56647c" />Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-69015449578716023832016-03-09T03:39:00.002-08:002016-03-09T03:39:19.206-08:00Reconstituição<span style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 20.8px;">(Elisa Lucinda)</span></span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;">Tive de repente</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;">saudade da bebida que eu estava bebendo...</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;">tive saudade e tentei me lembrar que gosto faltava,</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;">qual era a bebida...</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;">Fui procurando entre copos e móveis</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;">e dei com sua boca.</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;">A saudade era dela</span><br style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.8px;">A bebida era o beijo.</span>Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2400697938466036188.post-89893489980007895772015-12-31T04:37:00.003-08:002015-12-31T04:37:59.339-08:00RECEITA DE ANO NOVO <span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">(Carlos Drummond de Andrade) </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br /></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Para você ganhar belíssimo Ano Novo </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">cor do arco-íris, ou da cor da sua paz, </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Ano Novo sem comparação com todo o tempo já vivido </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">(mal vivido talvez ou sem sentido). </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Para você ganhar um ano </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">não apenas pintado de novo, remendado às carreiras, </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">mas novo nas sementinhas do vir-a-ser; </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">novo até no coração das coisas menos percebidas </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">(a começar pelo seu interior). </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Novo, espontâneo, que de tão perfeito nem se nota, </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">mas com ele se come, se passeia, </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">se ama, se compreende, se trabalha, </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">você não precisa beber champanha ou qualquer outra birita, </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">não precisa expedir nem receber mensagens </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">(planta recebe mensagens? passa telegramas?) </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Não precisa fazer lista de boas intenções </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">para arquivá-las na gaveta. </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Não precisa chorar arrependido </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">pelas besteiras consumadas </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">nem parvamente acreditar </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">que por decreto de esperança </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">a partir de janeiro as coisas mudem </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">e seja tudo claridade, recompensa, </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">justiça entre os homens e as nações, </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">liberdade com cheiro e gosto de pão matinal, </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">direitos respeitados, começando </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">pelo direito augusto de viver. </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Para ganhar um Ano Novo </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">que mereça este nome, </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">você, meu caro, tem de merecê-lo, </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">tem de fazê-lo novo. </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Eu sei que não é fácil, </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">mas tente, experimente, consciente. </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">É dentro de você que o Ano Novo </span><br style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;" /><span style="background-color: #f6f6f6; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">cochila e espera desde sempre.</span>Giovanni Gouveiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00302334020009854210noreply@blogger.com0