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<span style="font-size: small;">e arranco<br />uma<br />a<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br />uma<br /><br />sem pudor</span></div>Benette Zenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670778420103918091noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988475305313082789.post-3677764126033660502012-07-29T17:54:00.001-07:002012-07-29T17:54:19.558-07:00reticências<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}" style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.38;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">sempre os presságios<br />um provérbio mal escrito<br />no muro desbotado<br /><br />ao som do violino<br /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;">a borboleta de asa negra<br />entra pela janela aberta<br />voa voa e se debate assustada<br />com a porta que range<br /><br />passos no meio da noite<br />de lua cheia<br />acorda o corvo pousado<br />no galho seco da árvore<br /><br />pequenos sinos<br />e correntes se tocam<br />ao movimento da velha carruagem<br />que se perde na longa estrada<br /><br />no circo abandonado<br />lona rasgada envelhecida<br />apenas goteira e tristeza<br /><br />o palhaço em silêncio<br />solitário no picadeiro<br />aguarda o luto<br />da mulher de vestido negro<br />olhar gótico<br />encoberto por um véu<br />viúva do poeta suicida<br />do cabelo undercut<br /><br />sem eira nem beira<br />passado ou futuro<br />a vida adormece<br />no manicômio mental</span></span></span></h6>
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<b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">des(monto) quebra-cabeças</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">mudo os móveis de lugar</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">re(viro) velho baú</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">des(embaraço) os cabelos</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">des(ato) nós</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">teço com fios redes na varanda<br />faço malabarismos diários<br />devaneio ao anoitecer<br /><br />e no final<br />escolho para sobreviver<br /><br />meu melhor sorriso<br />- o matinal</span></b>Benette Zenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670778420103918091noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988475305313082789.post-49309219022882051462012-07-22T14:36:00.001-07:002012-07-22T14:36:29.346-07:00Tela de Victor Bauer<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">recito poesias</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">diante da janela </span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">aquece o sol cada palavra</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">murmurada como prece</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">voa entre as cortinas</span></b><span class="text_exposed_show" style="color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><b>ben(dita)<br /><br />peço ao vento<br />meio em lamento<br />- sopre<br /><br />leve minha rima<br />para que sem ver-me<br />ele sinta</b><br /><br /></span>Benette Zenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670778420103918091noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988475305313082789.post-87605422873093145142012-07-22T14:31:00.001-07:002012-07-22T14:31:53.121-07:00Tela de Renso Castaneda - Pintor Peruano<br />
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<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}" style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.38;"><br /><br /><span style="font-size: small;">neste quarto viro pelo avesso<br />piso em folhas secas<br /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;">engulo palavras inquietantes<br /><br />rabisco nas paredes<br />formas estranhas<br />caricaturas<br /><br />fabrico a dor<br />esculpindo a vida<br />com suor lágrimas<br />e fluídos<br /><br />procuro respostas<br />- vítima ou bandida<br /><br />e descubro:<br /><br />sou minha<br />pior inimiga</span></span></span></h6>
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<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}" style="color: #333333; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.38;">apenas parir poesia<br />que vem do útero<br />d'alma entranha<br />chega rasgando<br />tocando a ferida<br /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;">consolando<br /><br />que arde<br />explode<br />re(mexe)<br />encanta vibra<br />respira inspira<br /><br />que acaricia<br />entende abençoa<br />ilumina<br />sagrada-oração<br /><br />que é bandida<br />dá murro na cara<br />soco no estômago<br />cospe vomita<br />escarra e não pára<br />não pára não pára<br /><br />que deixa de quatro<br />de bruços de lado<br />por cima por baixo<br />e acaba esgotada<br />solitária posição fetal<br /><br />que desaba<br />desabafa<br />rasga o véu<br />mostra a cara<br />corre risco<br />sangra<br />inflama<br />lamenta<br />chora<br />ama ama ama<br /><br />que deita nua<br />amiga amante<br />sublime<br />poesia-mulher</span></span></h6>
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<b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">perdida</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">no emaranhado </span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">de árvores</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">entre folhas </span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">que caem</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">cobrindo a terra<br />de dourado e cobre<br />os passos hesitam<br />nas trilhas<br /><br />procuram saídas<br />cercas derrubadas<br />áreas nativas<br />pontes de pedras<br />cavernas córregos<br /><br />no meio do mato<br />respira pureza<br /><br />brotam descobertas</span></b>Benette Zenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670778420103918091noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988475305313082789.post-60714184938127891662012-07-12T16:52:00.001-07:002012-07-12T16:52:12.778-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Ele me olhava daquele jeito suave de menino e dizia: - "é no andar da carruagem que as melancias se acomodam". Seria essa a melhor citação para me consolar dessa tristeza imensa, dessa inconformidade com uma sucessão de fatos catastróficos </span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">que vivo, desde que te perdi no verão? Farei um inventário de perdas.<br />O que significa essa vida? Queria aprender rituais de sobrevivência. Ser abençoada por algum sacerdote poderoso.Uma pílula milagrosa que cura feridas d'alma.<br />Parecia fácil no início, onde o sonho foi esculpido pelos cantos das ruínas.<br />Não era grave. Era apenas um veneno suportável. Algo tóxico respirado no ar, durante o trabalho, diziam...<br />Quem consegue superar tal dor? Quem saberia me dizer qual a parte mais dolorosa da história? E para quem? O esmagamento da memória dói! Dói esquecer? Só ele pode responder. Porque foram as lembranças que se perderam durante os anos,desde 2005 ou antes mesmo! Ninguém sabe responder.<br />O pensamento embaralhou-se na cabeça,feito novelo de lã, tudo se perdeu.<br />E, desde então, estamos aqui, parados no meio dessa ponte, que se interrompeu sem aviso, nos deixando perdidos,sem ar.Olhando para trás, assustados e se perguntando inconformados, sobre as causas do que aconteceu.E onde os deuses que nos protegem?<br />A linha é tão fina, tão delicada dentro do cérebro. Somos tão pequenos...<br />E meu Anjo de asas invisíveis está sumindo bem devagar.Me deixando sozinha no meio dessa bagunça toda chamada Vida, pedindo socorro - sem resposta - porque está perdendo a sensação de ser alguém. É lento e doloroso perder tudo, o poder de falar,decidir, reconhecer, lembrar, escrever... Não poder mais ser amigo, ser homem, ser pai, ser amante, ser inteiro!<br />Que distância imensa entre nós agora...Que impotência e vazio face a essa imensa perda de memória. Agora apenas nosso olhar se entende nessa hora. Nosso olhar silencioso que apenas chora...</span></b></span>Benette Zenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670778420103918091noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988475305313082789.post-13950101245833047742012-07-12T16:47:00.001-07:002012-07-12T16:47:59.133-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">um ser espiritual</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">ocupava o corpo</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">da menina</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">ela corria livre</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">com vestido rosa<br />entoando<br />uma canção infantil<br /><br />era pequena<br />com tranças<br />e sem trancas</span></b>Benette Zenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670778420103918091noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988475305313082789.post-80640078876129464002012-07-08T14:08:00.000-07:002012-07-08T14:08:35.634-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">porta trancada</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">alguém invade</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">minha vida</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">no espelho</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">encaro de frente<br />(não mente o olhar)<br /><br />quando me vejo<br />encontro você<br /><br />fiquei cativa<br />do teu querer<br /><br />onde na cidade<br />posso me esconder?</span></b>Benette Zenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670778420103918091noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988475305313082789.post-17376198607293228342012-07-08T14:06:00.000-07:002012-07-08T14:06:19.097-07:00<br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">Ela podia tudo, depois das histórias que já viveu!Podia sair de madrugada, entrar no mar de vestido branco, enfrentar o trânsito na hora mais agitada.</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">Pesadelos não incomodavam mais nas noites de tempestades. Atravessaria o mato a pé, pisaria em cacos de vidro espalhados pelo chão, dançaria maltrapilha, mal amada, mal criada.</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">Seguiria seu destino sem temer, porque ela podia tudo. Escrevia palavras soltas na parede do quarto, se equilibrava no salto de um sapato vermelho,roçaria o vento e cada momento. </span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">Colhia uvas direto das videiras tão carregadas.Todos os sabores! Uvas rosadas, uvas tintas e uvas brancas.Espremeria uma a uma e se lambuzaria em completa nudez.</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">Viveria emoções que ninguém mais prestava atenção. Fazia questão!</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">Lembranças pré-históricas a perseguiam, sujando a rua, sua cama ao anoitecer e o aquário da sala.Mas ela podia superar, sem se esborrachar no chão e cair em armadilhas.Se livraria das tentações!<br />Ao amanhecer, sentia o cheiro adocicado do café,o perfume do sabonete e das balas de banana. Escutaria o riso da menina descalça pisando na areia, correndo livre em volta dos canteiros floridos!<br />Ela podia tudo sim, e sempre sabia fazer a coisa simples valer a pena. Sem ambição, cheia de um amor infinito que queria ofertar. E desejos maiores! Precisava das atitudes maiores, grandes sentimentos, grandes emoções.Não bastava apenas respirar.<br />Pensou na sua imensa dor e embrulhou para presente, com laço de fita lilás! No mato, andou, andou até cansar.Ia jogar o embrulho no abismo e não conseguiu. Lá na beira, apenas plantou amor-perfeito. Enfrentou com coragem o cansaço, o medo, lágrimas e de cabeça erguida, voltou para casa com a dor de estimação debaixo do braço.<br />E no final, descobriu aliviada, que ela podia tudo, sim!</span></span></b>Benette Zenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670778420103918091noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988475305313082789.post-84658350042692297342012-07-08T13:36:00.000-07:002012-07-08T13:36:24.322-07:00haicai de inverno<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">na tarde ensolarada</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">capuccino com canela</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">e raspas de chocolate</span></b>Benette Zenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670778420103918091noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988475305313082789.post-80332100490807248562012-07-08T13:34:00.000-07:002012-07-08T13:34:15.004-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">o barqueiro</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">atravessa o rio</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">a lua reflete</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">no espelho d'água</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"><br />numa longa<br />jornada solitária</span></b>Benette Zenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670778420103918091noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988475305313082789.post-31978621112336289362012-07-08T13:31:00.000-07:002012-07-08T13:31:59.104-07:00haicai<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">encoberto pela neblina</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">longe enxergo</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">as curvas do campanário</span></b>Benette Zenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670778420103918091noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988475305313082789.post-18140669605361375352012-07-08T13:08:00.000-07:002012-07-08T13:08:03.600-07:00haicai<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">cresce o vento</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">na cidade fantasma</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">vazando nas frestas</span></b>Benette Zenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670778420103918091noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988475305313082789.post-53016605068103884792012-07-04T17:16:00.001-07:002012-07-04T17:16:34.727-07:00haicai<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">encoberto pela neblina</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">longe enxergo</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">as curvas do campanário</span></b>Benette Zenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670778420103918091noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988475305313082789.post-43204878011662518452012-07-03T20:12:00.000-07:002012-07-03T20:12:18.554-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">primeiro inverno sem teu abraço</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">essa morada que já habitei</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">meu ninho seguro</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">onde amor-perfeito plantei</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">tem sol dentro do teu olhar<br />campo aberto deserto<br />perfume de jasmim<br />flores no pessegueiro<br />(e me cuida como um jardim)<br /><br />sentimos o vento que sopra leve<br />vindo de muito longe<br />guardião dos nossos mistérios<br />resgatando vidas passadas<br /><br />no teu ser mergulho fundo<br />dentro dessa caverna secreta<br />em silêncio te escuto<br /><br />apenas vivemos<br />sem disfarces<br />sem armaduras<br />delicados e despidos<br /><br />nessa breve passagem terrena<br />teu ser sagrado<br />me abriu as portas do céu</span></b>Benette Zenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670778420103918091noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988475305313082789.post-61449395390614149912012-07-03T20:10:00.002-07:002012-07-03T20:10:51.132-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">era necessário </span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">longas conversas</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">detalhes ao acaso</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">ouvir histórias </span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">aparar arestas</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"><br />tantos olhares<br />acontecimentos<br />promessas<br /><br />por onde caminha<br />se encontra<br />em desencontros<br />na procura<br />da tirana emoção<br /><br />ao anoitecer<br />chega em casa<br />onde lhe aguarda<br />a solidão</span></b>Benette Zenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670778420103918091noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988475305313082789.post-86022309074505612312012-07-03T20:09:00.001-07:002012-07-03T20:09:06.202-07:00Foto de Albert Watson<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">a veia lateja</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">bate no ritmo </span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">do desejo</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">e quando usa </span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">batom ameixa</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">se transforma<br /><br />tem urgência<br />a paixão devora<br />despenteada<br />e sem fôlego<br />vira louca<br /><br />excitada demais<br />para sutilezas<br />esquecida<br />das delicadezas<br />apavora<br /><br />(nem sente)<br /><br />acontece<br />de repente</span></b>Benette Zenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670778420103918091noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988475305313082789.post-69334175559094444452012-07-03T20:03:00.001-07:002012-07-03T20:03:06.952-07:00Poesia baseada na obra de Paula Rego, pintora portuguesa<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">dilata-se </span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;">em pura emoção</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;" /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="color: #333333; display: inline; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; text-align: left;"><br />respira necessidades<br />pelas vias<br />e veias<br /><br />cresce a dor<br />levanta poeira<br />deixa vestígios<br />fareja pistas<br />encontra saídas<br />vaza amargura<br /><br />na face<br />revela anarquia<br />aberta ferida<br /><br />a mulher cão<br />no chão<br />esquecida<br /><br />Tela "A Mulher Cão"</span></b>Benette Zenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670778420103918091noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988475305313082789.post-67540650668259221032012-07-03T19:54:00.000-07:002012-07-03T19:54:19.132-07:00haicai<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">pássaro na gaiola olha</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">na velha bicicleta</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">o menino voa livre</span></b>Benette Zenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670778420103918091noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988475305313082789.post-63074007351534535042012-07-03T19:51:00.000-07:002012-07-03T19:51:43.404-07:00haicai<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<b><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">observo da janela</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">sem cortina e vidraça</span><br style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">o vôo real da garça</span></b>Benette Zenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02670778420103918091noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4988475305313082789.post-33377616663868525572012-07-03T19:49:00.003-07:002012-07-03T19:49:29.845-07:00haicai com tela de Damian Loeb<br />
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