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Riso reverberado

Fúria irrestrita
Violência desmedida

Que me
Ataiçoa
Me muda e reconstroi,

O que me escasseia
É que resta
Não apropriado 

Outrado

Levado,
Humilhado.

E eu, afastado
Numa coisa informe que dói.
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Mantel

There was a link between us and them
Severed when we were earthquaked,

Subducted into a mantel of hatred.
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Invertido pranto

Sou frágil e sensível, fácil de abater,
Destituivel, criança de cócoras no canto,
Assustada, apavorada, sem saber o quanto.

De tanto a ignorar, olha-me com espanto,
Refletido, invertido no fundo do olho,
Cerceado, calado, incessante pranto.
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Yeah, no name, only rage

Dear, hypothetical, future of individuality, 

Have you asserted about distortion

Of body and brain, 

& how about clear, crystal disdain? 


Have you ever pondered, 

Or, in illo and in the end, 

Praised, actually, in vain? 
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Ó vós que sois mais

Ó vós que sois mais 

E dizeis que falo demais,

Sou amoral e falo da solidão 

Do resultado, Nacl+, vida que me dão 

Base de nada e de tudo o mais. 

Pois nada ouço da alegação


De que afinal, com vosso escopo, 

Me alegrais. 

Categoria: falso. 

Jamais. 


Por onde ando não vos informo 

Essa a base de ser o eu deformo, 

Pois tudo são polissemias, 

E vós me outram estes dias

E absorvem minhas simples alegrias 

Devolvendo mefistofélicas poesias 

Escritas sem o serem, 

No virar das incertezas 

No vale das faculdades, 

Esmagadas, torturadas e presas. 


(a propos do Dia 17/11/2020 e de Miguel Torga, Diário, 1973, primeiras páginas) 
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A race that torture and submit

How you suck dry my will to live

How you bring bottled despair

For a project into your delusion, 

Because meddling with another's river

You can, getting a fake tourism tiger, 

Innocent and sad, a prey for the weak, 

Those who convince themselves 

Whose míope regard saw a tiger

Tiger tiger, burning bright, one turned off

So sad for being part of a race that breaks

Breaks beauty and strength, 

A race that torture and submit

A people of fake Apex predators

Nor predators but cattle, 

Warnn off animals taken to limit. 

All those horrors history cannot admit

So I am horrified by my fiend, but don't submit

While regarding that monster 

In the rear view mirror 

Appearing closer than he is
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light over our value.

Recurrent idea, pan-sexuality,

That nightlong stole her male

That nightlong stole his female

That nightlong stole our above all,

And we, persistIng in a cold slumber,

Shattered, little us, too much, individuality.

Eluded, sad, blight over our value.
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Still a believer, an atheist,

When the Hersprung Russell diagram

Presents itself to me, I want to drink upon celestial corps 

So I seek tipe B0 Stars 

Blue giants like Rigel 

Milagrero de la  création as Betelgeuse,

Or our zénith and Sirius. 


The old Greeks used parallax 

Not to the infinitesimal degrees

We calculate and get our stipendium

And now we have LIGO, VIRGO, 

We hope for the dream of LISA, 

One thousand X more sensible 

And not be expendable.


So many exoplanets. 


I am a believer 

Respecting religion when doing it

RIGHT

Which is very rare

As in science 

Science philosophy 

H.J. Gadamer advanced etymology


Philosophical Hermeneutics

Arbeite und… from his Tubinga opening of Jürgen Habermas 

There's what in the eighties 

The edge was around. 

Thank us you have Chalmers, Filipenko

Daniel Dennett

Along with the atheist riders and voyagers of dreams… 



Still a believer, an atheist,

God do not allow myself

To indeed beçome a priest.
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Just once, may I not call the departed

Sci_fi_resonanceAll the world's may be a stage 

A stage in do many plays 

With roles in so different ways… 


We have entrances, exits but no prompts

No hidden assistance

Only personal persistence. 


Oh god of lost on life, asunder 

Please give me a line, 

Oh dear, stroke me with a shine. 


I love life and do not live it

Alienated in my cave, as in a grave

Except there is residual ache… 


Just tonight, let me awake without imagined lovers at my side, 

Just once, may I not call the departed 

Just once, may I not feel all this hate

Give me horses to ride

Instead of pennies in an empty pocket


As the people said, if wishes were pennies, beggars would ride… 


I suffer for an art I imagined

An art not concret, all ghosts 

All nostalgia 

Of may have been, not constituted.


PS you may he have been informed that we are adverse to form. 

Although it still exists for the many. 

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Champagne supernova

Champagne supernova 


Out of the subject


And yet, oddly, pertinent

When revisiting a daughter, 

Such an intimate sentiment, 

A hole you had filling with water, 

Water from the deep blue sea, 

Water from a mountain spring

You can not see, 

Saying welcome to thee.


Better than predictable best, 

Beyond any possible guest. 


May you have the best of futures 

May I, departed or still subtly aloof

One ordinary, unsecured, day, 

Have an opportunity to share one roof

As in a share of what we both dream

As ultimate sinking, under the stream.


As in champagne supernova, 

Sometimes the cover is better

if you don't care about the weather! 


Or walk without lousy greed, 

At your proper paced speed. 

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nilza_azzi
2019-08-17

Contra plágio também é uma maneira de dizer e não dizer. Muito obrigada pelo comentário em meu poema.