tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-308919392024-03-13T17:09:46.878+00:00riquezas inauditaseddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.comBlogger3732125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-76974884810180751092024-02-15T23:59:00.002+00:002024-02-15T23:59:38.699+00:00TROARES <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY2ixpeC-qzCwY_VJ45nXmffKhhMLTVzIzVpd8grmZWLxif_EIV7hTttMLm71kud2LIznG-4r6d5x6Ydwdds5X7nZUkHNZAdfi27jnql34_l86FkR5RsyNOds1wL8Vq3zmMQywoXKBncPzog2XFlBvZWzalwUy_ojzk0KmiCTMcNZtnKnLqf7KLw/s3648/hort1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY2ixpeC-qzCwY_VJ45nXmffKhhMLTVzIzVpd8grmZWLxif_EIV7hTttMLm71kud2LIznG-4r6d5x6Ydwdds5X7nZUkHNZAdfi27jnql34_l86FkR5RsyNOds1wL8Vq3zmMQywoXKBncPzog2XFlBvZWzalwUy_ojzk0KmiCTMcNZtnKnLqf7KLw/w400-h300/hort1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"> já os gigantes deixaram os olhos feridos naquela água rasa </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;">e jamais ninguém ousou curar...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><b><span style="color: red;">*</span></b><span style="color: #999999;">e.chambinno</span></span></span></div><p></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-62790462822820560102024-02-09T22:15:00.004+00:002024-02-09T22:15:30.944+00:00VITAM AETERNAM<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit32C5sb8p_Q0Yicgi8OtjLxMm_45Ez9_vD8kRCVitdXLCOY8r3VlNxybNF-rf15fjJTrWX21L7ks09UE_1rGmYGDFj60IwEHEkCiEefE9edGWYOucrATNfZEmxyt05xyqfhi1s2SKboID4T58WIL20sqrkKIxPiMUh6_trL9TRa8_7a0KzMZ_2w/s3648/vitam.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit32C5sb8p_Q0Yicgi8OtjLxMm_45Ez9_vD8kRCVitdXLCOY8r3VlNxybNF-rf15fjJTrWX21L7ks09UE_1rGmYGDFj60IwEHEkCiEefE9edGWYOucrATNfZEmxyt05xyqfhi1s2SKboID4T58WIL20sqrkKIxPiMUh6_trL9TRa8_7a0KzMZ_2w/w400-h300/vitam.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-17285434004360318042024-02-08T20:50:00.005+00:002024-02-08T20:50:32.928+00:00URGÊNCIAS....<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcs5CkB20z5uXTuVsEwwUltpmwxfEFQxgsiybYkjbVTv3N7BFFo-CkQsG8HKleWkJT4quIM_JJFw8ct_s_JzCjHz9C7Z_Jh8sMUyq36RqW7oDqUqA8BWrW9gJYrue-a9X3WydTzP-aaKMqsVPaAC6sG_6l4ixZeTE9tT6f9i9WEapSaTmvn5qf8g/s3648/arvorein_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcs5CkB20z5uXTuVsEwwUltpmwxfEFQxgsiybYkjbVTv3N7BFFo-CkQsG8HKleWkJT4quIM_JJFw8ct_s_JzCjHz9C7Z_Jh8sMUyq36RqW7oDqUqA8BWrW9gJYrue-a9X3WydTzP-aaKMqsVPaAC6sG_6l4ixZeTE9tT6f9i9WEapSaTmvn5qf8g/w400-h300/arvorein_1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"> <i>a terra é confiada como a escritura é transmitida</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;"><b>Erri De Luca</b></span></div><p></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-17507419061275994932024-01-27T09:01:00.002+00:002024-01-27T09:02:49.720+00:00DA POESIA GASOFILIADA<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFPPxoLcHQMpSI1v5uYJEk6KOggZEy2_2C1EJ6Wu1acQI0UAATxG6Da5sDqWMAZ4bSCpGtAemt6ZplvhRsy8PatrE4Uc-LjqV_F_o0avv-0v5W07Lsy06yX20Yw2Rj-pLuJJCu3bcO2mUa9Y5wd-HzqrA4oUl9dqa2LIXmm34-hHiuzHeSUK20-A/s4752/ferros1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3168" data-original-width="4752" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFPPxoLcHQMpSI1v5uYJEk6KOggZEy2_2C1EJ6Wu1acQI0UAATxG6Da5sDqWMAZ4bSCpGtAemt6ZplvhRsy8PatrE4Uc-LjqV_F_o0avv-0v5W07Lsy06yX20Yw2Rj-pLuJJCu3bcO2mUa9Y5wd-HzqrA4oUl9dqa2LIXmm34-hHiuzHeSUK20-A/w400-h266/ferros1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-small;">na bancada de um jogo de futebol</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-small;">um homem grita do fundo da sua alma</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-small;">- corvo negro...corvo negro</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: red;">*</span></b><span style="color: #999999;">e.chambino, cadernos </span></span></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-73065534138475785972023-10-17T22:09:00.005+01:002023-10-17T22:09:36.257+01:00*<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfT7k_jAuAiBvZZVdgX-B-jq3Mg1muh0ugjowjDtLO34cR2GxTooOgE-vjKyYHwD-XDga1rnFEWA2gfu1iuFH5J7u2LCoYGBCxPJ5CrDDut9Nq9Zn26ADqUqfmlGZy2fNKX7uqODieVAYBbCLL0kPSxKCmOEjUO3yOT6KkBUHNz6wpnPQWeADqsA/s3537/pinheiro1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2659" data-original-width="3537" height="301" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfT7k_jAuAiBvZZVdgX-B-jq3Mg1muh0ugjowjDtLO34cR2GxTooOgE-vjKyYHwD-XDga1rnFEWA2gfu1iuFH5J7u2LCoYGBCxPJ5CrDDut9Nq9Zn26ADqUqfmlGZy2fNKX7uqODieVAYBbCLL0kPSxKCmOEjUO3yOT6KkBUHNz6wpnPQWeADqsA/w400-h301/pinheiro1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;">tudo o que contenha a energia original do jubilo</span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><b><span style="color: red;">*</span></b><span style="font-size: x-small;">Bukowski</span></span></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-40869928507696421472023-06-17T17:58:00.004+01:002023-06-17T17:58:31.960+01:00LIVRO DOS TIMBRES<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9oA9Gm_MFQ90RJWypvFJhnInBWBxBv578_I89fERwTcNisP6XO7-r77aI62r0q6TOe3-U6r2IoHlkRsA9j0gX5h98udVu5-WdNZHmJZj8Q8S3LXfyFyt5IKWn4AO8IHFOGWtmTOA9dZYoW6YiKxAFQIHvsC9VO2gnF68y289_-fnXQqzZW88/s624/timbre_06_III.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="624" data-original-width="482" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9oA9Gm_MFQ90RJWypvFJhnInBWBxBv578_I89fERwTcNisP6XO7-r77aI62r0q6TOe3-U6r2IoHlkRsA9j0gX5h98udVu5-WdNZHmJZj8Q8S3LXfyFyt5IKWn4AO8IHFOGWtmTOA9dZYoW6YiKxAFQIHvsC9VO2gnF68y289_-fnXQqzZW88/w309-h400/timbre_06_III.jpg" width="309" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><br /></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-7878383600952790432023-05-26T22:49:00.005+01:002023-05-26T22:49:39.866+01:00LIVRO DOS TIMBRES<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYhkdHeudJ7CQ_1JANBZObLad-AK0gOnA4kG0shOqZmfRaAzmfvBnFNEJr9FibqKgiEQn_VFGw_ljPJhwiVBdCeQAQ6szRBItFUriO68kGPa8mZ8rdKDD7KTK3LwVBePxdQql93TN6vecsCPe9emLfpEkHxiB3jXRrplpUULHE612p3rauc1g/s624/timbre01_%20III%20serie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="624" data-original-width="425" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYhkdHeudJ7CQ_1JANBZObLad-AK0gOnA4kG0shOqZmfRaAzmfvBnFNEJr9FibqKgiEQn_VFGw_ljPJhwiVBdCeQAQ6szRBItFUriO68kGPa8mZ8rdKDD7KTK3LwVBePxdQql93TN6vecsCPe9emLfpEkHxiB3jXRrplpUULHE612p3rauc1g/w273-h400/timbre01_%20III%20serie.jpg" width="273" /></a></div><span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> III série, 01.</div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-small;">parecia adormecido, mas acordou....</span></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-78712641728702396952023-04-08T19:44:00.002+01:002023-04-08T19:44:23.996+01:00MINHA FILHA...MINHA DOCE ALMA DE MIM MESMO....<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsOeAEqW8a4IiDAfRUtCAojtjCGAVf4h-IE3hqWiQJrcgOM0-HGQ0yLwL6s0GMnuQWHO1NUMsIe89BfldTMdT3LxuEML1ukeW1QeT0H-P_HGmpyYZ2fPNG5vf9tB8bVXXrvPbbStVBDYLyV4MPWeJA3uSLPpDM7p9t6G15Eh6CgNwPaeYSC1Q/s4032/fiama.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsOeAEqW8a4IiDAfRUtCAojtjCGAVf4h-IE3hqWiQJrcgOM0-HGQ0yLwL6s0GMnuQWHO1NUMsIe89BfldTMdT3LxuEML1ukeW1QeT0H-P_HGmpyYZ2fPNG5vf9tB8bVXXrvPbbStVBDYLyV4MPWeJA3uSLPpDM7p9t6G15Eh6CgNwPaeYSC1Q/w300-h400/fiama.jpg" width="300" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"> deixo-te este poema de carinho....</span></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;">amo.te mais que esta vida</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;">sou o teu pai na versão como nunca ninguém conheceu....</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;">pois este pai tem tantos defeitos.....mas ama-te com estilo....e arte eterna.....</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;">sê feliz minha pombinha....nunca te esqueças do papá.....</span></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-61838125124431484572022-12-18T01:28:00.006+00:002022-12-18T01:28:41.268+00:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWIHnXkbGxpLzQkY0OmO9z-2AHWW-V-dT5On7YatSJr2xbLDyOozC3rzY6ZlMkdEPE3z_vSS46i4CYEN5pivvF8gTBVcJ4COln9zZe0CyiXgSPOfuGlrB7tXG9chv2EzAszdDgBIRoDCNI8IvDkhxyaufnmVMYRGZOybJXprKx84sfV3eK-Ck/s3648/egitanea01.tif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWIHnXkbGxpLzQkY0OmO9z-2AHWW-V-dT5On7YatSJr2xbLDyOozC3rzY6ZlMkdEPE3z_vSS46i4CYEN5pivvF8gTBVcJ4COln9zZe0CyiXgSPOfuGlrB7tXG9chv2EzAszdDgBIRoDCNI8IvDkhxyaufnmVMYRGZOybJXprKx84sfV3eK-Ck/w400-h300/egitanea01.tif" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: helvetica;"><span style="color: red;"> *</span><b style="color: #666666;">quase inverno</b><span style="color: #666666;">...</span></span></div><p></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-88853545437845876092022-11-15T12:46:00.003+00:002022-11-15T12:46:16.145+00:00CURAS POÉTICAS<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu1MjB63_BLUdNTNDptmrRsOeVzm6Q11vYKIL8ib6eY0P0bbYeNIvpEuqzNQbKudTszx6tJUCAM2nHem229r4TvpHNh2aPb_QlclGoGaxxljQM3M-LsXQyHAvJptLiO1yikpgRcrRcPgnF50S9CbSNjSHowpLr5dxrrzu3ehHL2-3u0Tbb6sk/s1099/curas-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="924" data-original-width="1099" height="336" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu1MjB63_BLUdNTNDptmrRsOeVzm6Q11vYKIL8ib6eY0P0bbYeNIvpEuqzNQbKudTszx6tJUCAM2nHem229r4TvpHNh2aPb_QlclGoGaxxljQM3M-LsXQyHAvJptLiO1yikpgRcrRcPgnF50S9CbSNjSHowpLr5dxrrzu3ehHL2-3u0Tbb6sk/w400-h336/curas-1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"> último "caderno de poesia" inserido nas "jornadas de Medicina da Beira Interior".</span></div><p></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-37844239550400162992022-10-30T01:01:00.002+00:002022-10-30T01:01:38.840+00:00DO ELIXIR DA VIDA (POSSIVEL)<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFQLTF54_toIg2Buix0D3Dl2ry_F5oEoqSXNmaXdmGtqP6dext6E1-FfdCYR3DTq2qwY-QRuK04lzerQFQwFq2OOJC9edAWcPkrKrdROWzAlv66JbC5BL-nrtwaKy84cz_zCzORFG4TpEUsxTMHzkoz_iPNIcYe9QssIpCfUxPtD9tjj0kCqE/s661/auto1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="305" data-original-width="661" height="185" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFQLTF54_toIg2Buix0D3Dl2ry_F5oEoqSXNmaXdmGtqP6dext6E1-FfdCYR3DTq2qwY-QRuK04lzerQFQwFq2OOJC9edAWcPkrKrdROWzAlv66JbC5BL-nrtwaKy84cz_zCzORFG4TpEUsxTMHzkoz_iPNIcYe9QssIpCfUxPtD9tjj0kCqE/w400-h185/auto1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"> </span></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;">ao contornar o abismo</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;">o amo regressa à receita do pastel de carne</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;">depois, telefona ao amigo</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;">algo de vinho, sílex e arqueologia para a viagem</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;">mas só com fogo a gente se esquece </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;">que esta gente realmente existe</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;">[e. chambino. cadernos. 2022]</span></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-79344272178499860592022-10-15T18:38:00.008+01:002022-10-15T18:40:19.279+01:00OUTONO<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAmtEGMw1sFp49DayM16VohVb4wcj9nu3nmYBB-4nqHcGyx17-cNCrc_3gn1Pw7jcQ5_7ShlJc_Ko0BmTB7DMw-Zf3pnKrdxeAsOmY0eNpCm2IXhAm-YRGPCymhrvphK9QnoN4hhzEFPPrIdD98w_tyM_33F1MBwq3FTNVEuLlW7ANRBGv8fw/s3648/paisa3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAmtEGMw1sFp49DayM16VohVb4wcj9nu3nmYBB-4nqHcGyx17-cNCrc_3gn1Pw7jcQ5_7ShlJc_Ko0BmTB7DMw-Zf3pnKrdxeAsOmY0eNpCm2IXhAm-YRGPCymhrvphK9QnoN4hhzEFPPrIdD98w_tyM_33F1MBwq3FTNVEuLlW7ANRBGv8fw/w400-h300/paisa3.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"> como os anoiteceres de outono já trazem o silêncio geral das águas...</span></div><p></p><p><br /></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-9983876581474001532022-08-19T22:57:00.001+01:002022-08-19T22:57:05.429+01:00MONSANTO DA BEIRA<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY7pcZr4XoBnnuRvuyhTGdGUm0k6hp7aJHGCkayVlwPooYO0a_kgvDoi1SoMxcVh58ALC03Fz9L4GvdMOS_w12g8ut_f8UiXWNAMWxtEG8j7W9UfQdgRlbzmt2aCL1jzhAo5vxBUkUV4WaHgr_GPZbB3ztWJXdZ0m5yQj2KDEZSkWo9sbUX4w/s4000/mons1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3000" data-original-width="4000" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY7pcZr4XoBnnuRvuyhTGdGUm0k6hp7aJHGCkayVlwPooYO0a_kgvDoi1SoMxcVh58ALC03Fz9L4GvdMOS_w12g8ut_f8UiXWNAMWxtEG8j7W9UfQdgRlbzmt2aCL1jzhAo5vxBUkUV4WaHgr_GPZbB3ztWJXdZ0m5yQj2KDEZSkWo9sbUX4w/w400-h300/mons1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: courier; font-size: small;"> ruinas. Monsanto da Beira. 2022</span></div><p></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-26859845643502673292022-08-18T22:31:00.004+01:002022-08-18T22:31:24.079+01:00DA NOSSA HORTA ENCANTADA...<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP6bJE-Jmeh6T5fE_NkbvbGhdW1rqpCSDwn5kwtqpO6GEr4wHEjHU7SpguBSz6wlKJADnvhZ1UggomXZqlD6FljJqlwvDrvZoAdheQHe4xsEwtpyIafuEy-bkqMfft4p7rzLD0LnuO9YpDfLYvsrLTVvlbtJ2vlTRTIGlYf7rEEZFHyHk4L4k/s4032/abobo1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP6bJE-Jmeh6T5fE_NkbvbGhdW1rqpCSDwn5kwtqpO6GEr4wHEjHU7SpguBSz6wlKJADnvhZ1UggomXZqlD6FljJqlwvDrvZoAdheQHe4xsEwtpyIafuEy-bkqMfft4p7rzLD0LnuO9YpDfLYvsrLTVvlbtJ2vlTRTIGlYf7rEEZFHyHk4L4k/w400-h300/abobo1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"> abóbora hokaido red, a. spagheti e a. custard...(bio)</span></div><p></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-60776969536465326752022-08-15T09:29:00.001+01:002022-08-15T09:29:03.548+01:00VERÃO. POESIA<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnLoCkYpRTfG_kyl6qgKfOPo8wEw28MkSHZ8knXz22AEmr5-7RgoYDXd4VogITfmsgk3tQEbm1KqU9wK9m3cSd-386bTHetNuPkG5SC97dvhu4aSCz01NI5bL2r67jyFzJgCY0Ro7DvL3UVsTc5sNTQa3CgJDT6i5CQqfEK3Sua55fbR8l7pA/s3648/amoras1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2736" data-original-width="3648" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnLoCkYpRTfG_kyl6qgKfOPo8wEw28MkSHZ8knXz22AEmr5-7RgoYDXd4VogITfmsgk3tQEbm1KqU9wK9m3cSd-386bTHetNuPkG5SC97dvhu4aSCz01NI5bL2r67jyFzJgCY0Ro7DvL3UVsTc5sNTQa3CgJDT6i5CQqfEK3Sua55fbR8l7pA/w400-h300/amoras1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="color: #666666;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;">verão</span></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;">as amoras</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;">oferecem-se</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;">aos muros</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;">[cadernos. eddy chambino. 2022]</span></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-12509743713252169102022-07-06T18:56:00.002+01:002022-07-06T18:56:25.924+01:00MUSEUS LOCAIS (OBJETOS)<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnycpV8kvNcUJFkYTi2JhUuUMPT-euRnBef6Z8c6gaYGfdF251wJbI4jtAf3NWqHnKx4afieBIB0Sd7QErMxE5p-4IGeeRX9gK9yLRibzub8IpRtTXMrl6-FBEbK_8c90_61z07X4SVzzcekEiEh__5Bjv6wWzXbxHwyRbeEjYR2SF0yT99JY/s4752/brinca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3168" data-original-width="4752" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnycpV8kvNcUJFkYTi2JhUuUMPT-euRnBef6Z8c6gaYGfdF251wJbI4jtAf3NWqHnKx4afieBIB0Sd7QErMxE5p-4IGeeRX9gK9yLRibzub8IpRtTXMrl6-FBEbK_8c90_61z07X4SVzzcekEiEh__5Bjv6wWzXbxHwyRbeEjYR2SF0yT99JY/w400-h266/brinca.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"> museu de extremoz. 2022</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;">parece que neste lastro de novidades cosmopolitas </span><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;">sempre apressadas os organismos estatais da cultura deixaram de se interessar pelos museus locais (</span><span style="caret-color: rgb(102, 102, 102); color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;">núcleos, centros de interpretação, etc). muitos ao mais completo dos abandonos, outros desprezados e de insignificância em insignificância e para mal menor muitos na classe da </span><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;">ruína. porém, este museu em Extremoz continua exemplar em tudo: no aprumo das suas coleções, na formação dos seus técnicos, na divulgação da sua cultura e história local....</span></div><p></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-52274525252997762372022-05-16T23:39:00.001+01:002022-05-16T23:39:10.461+01:00PRIMITIVO<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEismOgNS2EwX0QiYN13BlgUAMyhvY_F4UkJ1E1uC9wzHmK3UGFfw44Mv-7G0NSMbGQBmhdW6bAbWuDdpV0V0ZFc5ZuYbtuWV_jK-JQWE34EwXjbH9CaU1KkT2lKoO8m0bZp_DPFd8XrxLdj3QssQ9HGvkRCTQzeawZX9enOYutjS7k1evg_kaY/s3648/nocturnus1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="3648" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEismOgNS2EwX0QiYN13BlgUAMyhvY_F4UkJ1E1uC9wzHmK3UGFfw44Mv-7G0NSMbGQBmhdW6bAbWuDdpV0V0ZFc5ZuYbtuWV_jK-JQWE34EwXjbH9CaU1KkT2lKoO8m0bZp_DPFd8XrxLdj3QssQ9HGvkRCTQzeawZX9enOYutjS7k1evg_kaY/w400-h225/nocturnus1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"> como um cavalo cinemático cósmico...</span></div><p></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-54932200677169795882022-05-14T01:03:00.003+01:002022-05-14T01:03:50.546+01:00FOTOGRAFIAS DE GUERRA<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYE-vLtsFjwaBPEajcD2vo_l-6dXO5xStQ_sv-67F37DWsV5dJsQppnbiRXLLJAKraw9gXA3kX-FZAJHEOg6upeK4vlj1YKY1EEg6Wbvh1yqUsq7PTCNOumwssVsN9_Eu-TX1kih8od2hTRaej3oH_Vx_HF_cEljcHlbPsms6ZcoyTb6I5eXk/s2048/skynews-ukraine-crisis_5679681.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="2048" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYE-vLtsFjwaBPEajcD2vo_l-6dXO5xStQ_sv-67F37DWsV5dJsQppnbiRXLLJAKraw9gXA3kX-FZAJHEOg6upeK4vlj1YKY1EEg6Wbvh1yqUsq7PTCNOumwssVsN9_Eu-TX1kih8od2hTRaej3oH_Vx_HF_cEljcHlbPsms6ZcoyTb6I5eXk/w400-h225/skynews-ukraine-crisis_5679681.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;">[skynews]</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;">já a morte é um mero acaso de infeliz normalidade. ou um encantamento sem horas que se atravessa entre o sossego paciente do homem da bicicleta...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica; font-size: x-small;">[caderno dos primeiros dias da guerra. 2022]</span></div><p></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-62730941213325884242022-04-28T00:06:00.006+01:002022-08-18T22:33:16.125+01:00PALCOS E PALCOS<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiRF5GrTG2cfh6MuNWUA1oeXzXL_GR8cxUTPKXvwuM04SgOtUX7kW4o1FoMOcAU_SrGEMcGDOPBdAm7ljkPXdlJHT7VO9H3YOEO_AGBKC38xe3abWD2us15z4KatJFLZ37pF2C0lhHgIUb23KJZ6oXSVaxG2ZyDHkieVKOxLFg3Y11Z-ah9co/s332/monster1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="332" data-original-width="317" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiRF5GrTG2cfh6MuNWUA1oeXzXL_GR8cxUTPKXvwuM04SgOtUX7kW4o1FoMOcAU_SrGEMcGDOPBdAm7ljkPXdlJHT7VO9H3YOEO_AGBKC38xe3abWD2us15z4KatJFLZ37pF2C0lhHgIUb23KJZ6oXSVaxG2ZyDHkieVKOxLFg3Y11Z-ah9co/s320/monster1.jpg" width="306" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"> se as casas de cultura de referências locais são as melhores ferramentas para fazer face à bulimia ou gula dos grandes cartazes de consumo cultural da cidade. então porque a maioria das políticas culturais locais teimam em gastar sem olhar de frente a algibeira duas vezes estes supostos sucessos garantidos vindos da cidade e em relação aos projetos culturais locais assumem discursos de "rapar o tacho".....</span></div><p></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-7159144925651102592022-04-14T18:15:00.004+01:002022-04-14T18:19:47.117+01:00ONTEM, HOJE E AMANHÃ.....<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-Hy9ZMGp08Ql6y0Dd1VW82Ii5hSnuP2zN-CWN4oZpl8Z8h5AlXGN1938xzR3kZkduWEzx4Y816lta8PHXT4uvCdHiWw08QJicVlTqWm5mBpfWS47zBqYE5FwiyJt9GyO-wNgHIWxbSyFc4DnkLB_aBi_XfjF1zyYvxVslB61BNYWOb74LSA4/s640/tortulho1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="481" data-original-width="640" height="301" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-Hy9ZMGp08Ql6y0Dd1VW82Ii5hSnuP2zN-CWN4oZpl8Z8h5AlXGN1938xzR3kZkduWEzx4Y816lta8PHXT4uvCdHiWw08QJicVlTqWm5mBpfWS47zBqYE5FwiyJt9GyO-wNgHIWxbSyFc4DnkLB_aBi_XfjF1zyYvxVslB61BNYWOb74LSA4/w400-h301/tortulho1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;">estava eu numa grande tortulhada em modos de salteado com presunto e chouriço de porco preto ou branco (que se dane o que seja) desta época e entretanto jogava o R. Madrid e ganhou e saltaram todos e os comentadores desportivos portugueses davam saltos....e urros e mais urros..........mas no dia seguinte reunimos novamente os mesmo para acabar a tortulhada que era demasiada e a boa pinga sobrava em cântaros desejados......fizemos as conversas de bastidores e as espectativas eram realmente baixas, o benfica, segundo os tripeiros de sempre, saia a perder por uma dezena ou talvez centena...a surpresa é que o SLB marcou três belíssimos golos...não só os golos entraram na baliza inglesa....mas também na consciência de todos estes merdas com sotaque quadrado......e que o benfica seja grande novamente e que nenhum inglês goze com nenhum português! e assim terminamos a torturada em paz...para o ano talvez sejamos campeões......!</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;">*uma nota de fundo...soava a musica de R. Stewart "iam sailing" ...que acho um hino aos erráticos e vagabundos.....como todos os portugueses.....todos somos formados nesta base de fascínio pelo longínquo......</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-18533082786226597112022-04-13T00:25:00.003+01:002022-04-13T00:25:36.168+01:00UM BARCO ENCALHADO<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUBLMYipUq7GURQnBOsclnnpnRYweQy-QY0JjBASTUsuUUxTR-Z6uoVxdKfLI4wcuCHCogw5Ho-dgTwY18XRC4QGlJm4LZNxAXyVsskdz25xLAEYqbvQRGlQD4Dnr9HcUyK1sBAugyY8dbUn3sL89tpA23dTwMjsLfUITnwuZLEL-xpmLaGrs/s4032/maria1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUBLMYipUq7GURQnBOsclnnpnRYweQy-QY0JjBASTUsuUUxTR-Z6uoVxdKfLI4wcuCHCogw5Ho-dgTwY18XRC4QGlJm4LZNxAXyVsskdz25xLAEYqbvQRGlQD4Dnr9HcUyK1sBAugyY8dbUn3sL89tpA23dTwMjsLfUITnwuZLEL-xpmLaGrs/w400-h300/maria1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"> a metáfora de um barco encalhado para todo o sempre é fortíssima. mas a realidade deste mesmo barco, com o nome de baptismo "maria de jesus", heróico e sôfrego de tantas fainas mas agora nauseabundo e esquecido, mas não ainda de todo. talvez algum politico da moda o mande navegar para dentro de alguma rotunda e desta forma seja escaparate e novidade para quem por ali passe....quem sabe?!</span></div><p></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-47614025857662039572022-04-11T00:03:00.006+01:002022-04-11T00:12:23.327+01:00SENHORA DO ALMORTÃO<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ_IrE1fzfd9kWrkrjidse0lkAi7617fKBf3PVx8P7I38TGGZXgIDKDbOLRT82jWV4tdDkRCWNWB7oa4ZKXOdM0jMUv8A0jCBP-G2wwtJpXL__p40fxoIlhCCAKkLxZry2bWwNeZvcx0eltuqQ_wxsBPCZoGoOX0cqs-zQnZJCIyrfst8LFiU/s763/almortao1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="570" data-original-width="763" height="299" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ_IrE1fzfd9kWrkrjidse0lkAi7617fKBf3PVx8P7I38TGGZXgIDKDbOLRT82jWV4tdDkRCWNWB7oa4ZKXOdM0jMUv8A0jCBP-G2wwtJpXL__p40fxoIlhCCAKkLxZry2bWwNeZvcx0eltuqQ_wxsBPCZoGoOX0cqs-zQnZJCIyrfst8LFiU/w400-h299/almortao1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"> romaria de N. Sª do Almortão. 1979</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;">em todos os cancioneiros nacionais não existe tanta diversidade de versões como nesta afamada romaria raiana. também penso que existe algo de pujante vindo do mais gutural das identidades das gentes raianas nesta manifestação de fé quando clamam aos céus: "não queirais ser castelhana". e mais fascinante porque se equacionam no seu cancioneiro os sentidos sensoriais dos cheiros das flores e as dores do amor: "eu para o ano não prometo que me morreu o amor....ando vestida de preto...."</span></div><p></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-26887209878209424982022-04-08T00:29:00.007+01:002022-04-08T00:29:52.854+01:00VIDA ERRÁTICA...<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZX6pISV1iwRBlOKP2dyKzpDpptdjvln8gxAO-2KAkyKE7UF9OFceUJ5IoMjfsg7qXP0l63SCMDWJF7eO0wvfuCHsYx_JA8uAQhnOpTEEHs8unZmZFTluEJXnuGhHh4vI_-YMJVuZtBxVVb4jnhFDuL185JTJZJpyLD6_mMkpP4rRUEVd80fs/s3264/bemp2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2448" data-original-width="3264" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZX6pISV1iwRBlOKP2dyKzpDpptdjvln8gxAO-2KAkyKE7UF9OFceUJ5IoMjfsg7qXP0l63SCMDWJF7eO0wvfuCHsYx_JA8uAQhnOpTEEHs8unZmZFTluEJXnuGhHh4vI_-YMJVuZtBxVVb4jnhFDuL185JTJZJpyLD6_mMkpP4rRUEVd80fs/w400-h300/bemp2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"> perante tamanho prurido mediático de opiniões em blocos informativos sobre a guerra. só nos resta a mais extrema das vagabundagens...</span></div><p></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-80128472881082463642022-04-06T23:02:00.003+01:002022-04-06T23:02:49.786+01:00ARTISTAS...POETAS...SE NÃO HÁ "MONEY" NÃO HÁ PALHAÇO....<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOwueEzhvDy02nhV2jGJGl-AotdCajQ35NWPGB7bumvuhKLcMSh5ncJG-evUnJ9wZSJuw_D3zN5dtUaNZcRPVOMKbDGLmU-qfKa4ESvwD-fXCLtuRqlogLwF7Wky-0oLoCAbiDA_JDK5pmizrQTPz9TGg4JELCHjm80wiR41-rErdCROcJP1k/s585/tufo11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="585" data-original-width="454" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOwueEzhvDy02nhV2jGJGl-AotdCajQ35NWPGB7bumvuhKLcMSh5ncJG-evUnJ9wZSJuw_D3zN5dtUaNZcRPVOMKbDGLmU-qfKa4ESvwD-fXCLtuRqlogLwF7Wky-0oLoCAbiDA_JDK5pmizrQTPz9TGg4JELCHjm80wiR41-rErdCROcJP1k/w310-h400/tufo11.jpg" width="310" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;">talvez 98% dos artistas que este país terá são provenientes de famílias abastadas. quem na sua juventude se pode dar ao luxo de comprar cursos de artes/musica e/ou de escrita criativa nos EUA? quem na sua juventude se pode dar ao luxo de deambular pelas livrarias e comprar as grandes obras? </span></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30891939.post-299534930841153682022-04-05T23:30:00.001+01:002022-04-05T23:31:00.890+01:001 - 3 (?)<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_nG3sd5fm7eZHig2uMuNZxEthnJOacUDVjjU-AcFsdOCbYsEI16FbsyzPqdrkoIWnXZj-8FarCLAERS7sFOvt_QP94qT4LM47VElq0JGs1K1evlB05tR5t4TZS0IkJh-rAhLTSSq-1F9wSYxYRiNJ7X2NYDelmmm2ec8VryYW8UhrzZnx2M0/s883/jamie-reid-cover.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="395" data-original-width="883" height="179" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_nG3sd5fm7eZHig2uMuNZxEthnJOacUDVjjU-AcFsdOCbYsEI16FbsyzPqdrkoIWnXZj-8FarCLAERS7sFOvt_QP94qT4LM47VElq0JGs1K1evlB05tR5t4TZS0IkJh-rAhLTSSq-1F9wSYxYRiNJ7X2NYDelmmm2ec8VryYW8UhrzZnx2M0/w400-h179/jamie-reid-cover.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="color: #666666; font-family: helvetica;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> o que chateia realmente até não é o SLB ter perdido por três em casa com o Liverpool. o que chateia é ouvir (os de sempre) comentadores desportivos glorificar a vitória dos ingleses, sempre com o tal velho sotaque e tique, ainda por cima, com um certo acrescento de falta de vista para um penalti claríssimo. ou secalhar já ninguém sabe o que é uma falta dentro da área...</div></span><p></p>eddyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16489164987900658981noreply@blogger.com0