tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195445863963564872012-02-15T02:01:52.319-02:00Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.comBlogger751100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-75807145151103633502011-10-13T14:37:00.002-03:002011-10-13T14:44:42.954-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nq9S9Ee-i54/TpcjbcYd6fI/AAAAAAAAAPk/qC8ZSzjkPoE/s1600/SDC12044.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nq9S9Ee-i54/TpcjbcYd6fI/AAAAAAAAAPk/qC8ZSzjkPoE/s400/SDC12044.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663034010823944690" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Hay que endurecerse pero sin perder la ternura, HAMAS</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-7580714515110363350?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-8667382213133421452011-06-04T17:00:00.002-03:002011-06-04T17:02:08.727-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G47KrumvpWg/TeqPC2JLZkI/AAAAAAAAAPc/DtXtcafkejE/s1600/lilian%2B3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G47KrumvpWg/TeqPC2JLZkI/AAAAAAAAAPc/DtXtcafkejE/s320/lilian%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614457164527265346" /></a>Teu<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >D.N.I</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Tem</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >D.N.A</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-866738221313342145?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-81501193353873699962011-06-04T16:31:00.012-03:002011-06-04T17:00:33.213-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-woWUcCY-mLE/TeqL7wIwIKI/AAAAAAAAAO0/RgCq4DojEwQ/s1600/Rafa%2B3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-woWUcCY-mLE/TeqL7wIwIKI/AAAAAAAAAO0/RgCq4DojEwQ/s320/Rafa%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614453744120897698" /></a><div>Mi </div><div><br /></div><div> D.N.I.</div><div><br /></div><div>Sin</div><div><br /></div><div> A.D.N</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Pero,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">En mi </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"> "RG"</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Tiene</div><div><div><img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oysiLhOJS6g/TeqNIBOfwxI/AAAAAAAAAPU/C_k404jTWRc/s320/Rafa%2B2.jpg" style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614455054378451730" /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-8150119335387369996?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-26995910280586283432010-10-26T11:23:00.002-03:002010-10-26T11:34:28.936-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/TMbmsiKEGCI/AAAAAAAAAOA/fyRezUIhHD8/s1600/zeca.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532362845028882466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/TMbmsiKEGCI/AAAAAAAAAOA/fyRezUIhHD8/s320/zeca.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>(A)brupto, bruto pa(c)to</div><div>Pato com unha de ca(c)to</div><div>Cato o som do ótico a(p)to</div><div>ato ó(p)tico ao tato certo</div><div></div><br /><div>La(p)so, laço dos si(g)nos</div><div>sino com ra(p)to dos ósculos</div><div>di(g)nos ratos de óculos</div><div>lendo letras do Dino.</div><div></div><br /><div>Ri(t)mo, rimo com esti(g)ma</div><div>estima a um ca(p)tador</div><div>q a(d)notava em cá(p)sulas, rimas</div><div>p/ caçulas a(g)nados...</div><div></div><br /><div>e meninas</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-2699591028058628343?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-1582915440299869912010-09-06T15:35:00.008-03:002010-09-06T15:48:48.442-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/TIU203kXUJI/AAAAAAAAANo/N5UJLg9jnUI/s1600/EU.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 167px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513873600682610834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/TIU203kXUJI/AAAAAAAAANo/N5UJLg9jnUI/s200/EU.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/TIU2kwXcaOI/AAAAAAAAANg/o7p8esWOcgY/s1600/N%C3%83O.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 109px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513873323871463650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/TIU2kwXcaOI/AAAAAAAAANg/o7p8esWOcgY/s200/N%C3%83O.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/TIU2EtWWd1I/AAAAAAAAANY/cAtSKhro9CE/s1600/Tenho.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513872773305759570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/TIU2EtWWd1I/AAAAAAAAANY/cAtSKhro9CE/s200/Tenho.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/TIU1shHgvCI/AAAAAAAAANQ/maIrLlGqjs0/s1600/Sorte+!!.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513872357705432098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/TIU1shHgvCI/AAAAAAAAANQ/maIrLlGqjs0/s320/Sorte+!!.jpg" /></a><br /><div><div><div><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-158291544029986991?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-64828019971656089782010-08-19T01:35:00.005-03:002010-08-19T10:08:20.296-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/TGy2MgkIjsI/AAAAAAAAAMo/DBCJeAaxEmQ/s1600/Bob-Marley-Legend.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/TGy2MgkIjsI/AAAAAAAAAMo/DBCJeAaxEmQ/s400/Bob-Marley-Legend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506976770383449794" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Garoto:</span> É verdade que Bob Marley tinha 12 espécies diferentes de piolhos quando morreu?<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Professor de música:</span> Que nada! Isso são lênd(e)as.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-6482801997165608978?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-17138162108770514632010-07-30T11:59:00.006-03:002010-07-30T12:59:26.321-03:00<div align="left"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/TFLxTDdEnII/AAAAAAAAAMg/EfTKY1unOg8/s1600/nuvem+de+algod%C3%A3o+doce.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499723404619848834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/TFLxTDdEnII/AAAAAAAAAMg/EfTKY1unOg8/s400/nuvem+de+algod%C3%A3o+doce.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="left">Vôo 1322:</div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">SOBRE NUVENS</div><br /><br /><br />Icebergs flutuantes no mAR atmosférico.<br />Algodão estático no ar.<br />Múltiplas pipocas tímidas e silenciosas e lentas.<br />Cirrus limpos e alvos deixam sombras nas casas,<br />nos rios verdes, vermelhos, nos rios negros.<br />Nos indicadores dos meninos cuRIOosos.<br /><br />Sábias, deixam sol e sonhos passarem por sua geometria.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">SOB NUVENS</div><br /><br /><div align="left">Uma menina em exclamação:</div><br />- Olha papai, um avião!!!<br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-1713816210877051463?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-58579074665845739072010-07-20T12:11:00.009-03:002010-07-20T12:28:09.778-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/TEW_TJg0oUI/AAAAAAAAAMY/zWV0rmAidIM/s1600/Polvo+II.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496009255967564098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/TEW_TJg0oUI/AAAAAAAAAMY/zWV0rmAidIM/s400/Polvo+II.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">A voz do Polvo é a voz de Deus</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></div></span><span style="font-size:130%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-5857907466584573907?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-13851254954111454272010-06-30T10:39:00.003-03:002010-06-30T10:50:22.799-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JvfHU9zw0ns/SotOWka9K-I/AAAAAAAACrA/02GqlAdiwgY/s400/A+IMAGEM+DO+VINHO+SOBRE+O+SEIO+FEMININO.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 360px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JvfHU9zw0ns/SotOWka9K-I/AAAAAAAACrA/02GqlAdiwgY/s400/A+IMAGEM+DO+VINHO+SOBRE+O+SEIO+FEMININO.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Beijo vinhos<br />Secos, suados e extintos,<br />Vinhas vida, tinto suave,<br />tino embriagado,<br />mosto de uva nesga,<br />sumo de viga madura,<br />rega a vulva fresca, levedura<br />em riste<br />em haste<br />desnudo à míngua<br />álcool sóbrio sobre a língua<br />dissolvendo pele seca, açúcar<br /><br />sugo ácido saido<br />pérolas brancas destiladas<br />fluidas...<br />pra boca ávida, encarnada<br />coisa amada amotinada<br />taça rosa saturada<br />suco maduro entornado<br />Baco...<br /><br />Pro gargalo rubro, rótulo<br />de um viril aroma, enólogo<br />a deflorar a rolha adega<br />num concentrado lufo de saliva<br />em ar suspenso<br />desejo de degustar<br />beijo vinhos volume 12 por cento<br />em lapso de conta-gotas da garrafa.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;">*Poema em parceria com Simone Kumagae.<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-1385125495411145427?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-76329777752689693322010-06-25T15:03:00.008-03:002010-06-25T16:38:35.870-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/TCT-wJgtzJI/AAAAAAAAAMI/yGEu7enwbYQ/s1600/spacer.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/TCT-wJgtzJI/AAAAAAAAAMI/yGEu7enwbYQ/s400/spacer.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486790349184421010" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/TCT-c7q85oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/4HiT_g2nC4A/s1600/Essa+agora.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/TCT-c7q85oI/AAAAAAAAAMA/4HiT_g2nC4A/s400/Essa+agora.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486790019051742850" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Em_pata (foda) no chão,<br />garante, no (ponto) G, o Brasil<br />na primeira posição.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-7632977775268969332?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-23080633170039605542010-06-11T19:04:00.002-03:002010-06-11T19:13:25.481-03:00<div>...</div><div><br /></div>Tive um sonho alto:<div><br /></div><div>Era te comer no </div><div>pal co</div><div>logo depois do</div><div>cu lto</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-2308063317003960554?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-11609753669834689962010-05-19T00:33:00.002-03:002010-05-19T00:36:30.557-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/S_NcpavT5CI/AAAAAAAAALo/uJ4_gHTki08/s1600/chaplin.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/S_NcpavT5CI/AAAAAAAAALo/uJ4_gHTki08/s400/chaplin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472819838807434274" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />A vida é uma piada.<br />O resto é história verídica.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-1160975366983468996?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-44640708422727004122010-05-17T13:17:00.005-03:002010-05-17T15:29:27.556-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d--rlPMH2Nc/S_FPZfffb9I/AAAAAAAAA2w/sTgg4W2fBuc/s1600/DSC01581.JPG"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 361px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_d--rlPMH2Nc/S_FPZfffb9I/AAAAAAAAA2w/sTgg4W2fBuc/s1600/DSC01581.JPG" border="0" /></a> Foto: Liu Engel - <a href="http://liuengel.blogspot.com/">Crisálid(i)a</a><br /><br /><img alt="" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/RIBEIR%7E1/CONFIG%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" /><img alt="" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/RIBEIR%7E1/CONFIG%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" /><img alt="" src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/RIBEIR%7E1/CONFIG%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.png" /><br />Ver<br />o vulto dela<br />Vê-la<br /><br />Rever<br />a risada dela<br />Revê-la<br /><br />Reverter<br />a resposta dela<br />Revertê-la<br /><br />Verter<br />a saliva dela<br />Vertê-la<br /><br />Ter<br />o beijo dela<br />Tê-lo<br /><br />E tear seus cabelos numa sala de cinema<br />E capturar seus olhos na tela, na cena<br />E ceder o som da película à ela<br />CD-la<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-4464070842272700412?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-60327466439358305562010-05-08T00:27:00.003-03:002010-05-08T00:40:44.071-03:00<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:14px;" > <span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Green arsenic smeared on an egg-white cloth,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Crushed strawberries! Come, let us feast our eyes.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Ezra Pound</span><br /> </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-6032746643935830556?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-3064368251563263622010-05-08T00:00:00.007-03:002010-05-08T00:39:17.583-03:00<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:14px;" > Arsênio Verde manchado sobre um pano de clara de ovo,<br />Morangos esmagados! Vinde, alegria dos nossos olhos.<br /><br />Tradução: Rafael dos Prazeres<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:14px;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Arial;font-size:14px;" ><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/S-TcaLd9iQI/AAAAAAAAALY/0uc7NPruyx0/s1600/sinestesia.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/S-TcaLd9iQI/AAAAAAAAALY/0uc7NPruyx0/s400/sinestesia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468738189847791874" border="0" /></a></span></span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-306436825156326362?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-37237944778535279112010-05-07T23:07:00.002-03:002010-05-07T23:23:29.425-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/S-TK5SUINHI/AAAAAAAAALQ/wEKeoK2N1mA/s1600/Xadrez.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/S-TK5SUINHI/AAAAAAAAALQ/wEKeoK2N1mA/s400/Xadrez.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468718933052241010" border="0" /></a><br /><i><br />Dezesseis Persas claras<br />dispostas em sentindo mate<br />Disparam a ciência ordinária<br />na marcha em prol do norte</i><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-3723794477853527911?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-6872534037987047462010-05-05T08:59:00.004-03:002010-05-07T23:04:07.769-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/S-Fdu4bHl-I/AAAAAAAAALI/VLT__NNFW3U/s1600/A+pedra+do+Reino+I.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/S-Fdu4bHl-I/AAAAAAAAALI/VLT__NNFW3U/s400/A+pedra+do+Reino+I.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467754482605987810" border="0" /></a>" A verdade é que as 'subdivisões prismáticas da Idéia' de Mallarmé, o método ideogrâmico de Pound, a apresentação 'verbivocovisual' joyciana e a mímica verbal de Cummings convergem para um novo conceito de composição, para uma nova teoria de forma - uma organoforma - onde noções tradicionais como príncipio-meio-fim, silogismo, verso tendem a desaparecer e ser superadas por uma organização poético-gestaltiana, poético-musical, poético-idegrâmica da estrutura: POESIA CONCRETA" Augusto de Campos<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-687253403798704746?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-60922026362184532572010-04-29T18:57:00.003-03:002010-04-29T19:09:04.925-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/S9oDblKor2I/AAAAAAAAAK4/IWS-vx2Vh4c/s1600/crack.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/S9oDblKor2I/AAAAAAAAAK4/IWS-vx2Vh4c/s400/crack.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465684870135590754" border="0" /></a><br />Tem uma pedra no meio do caminho<br />No meio do caminho Tinha uma pedra<br /><br />...que eu fumei.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-6092202636218453257?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-91656840012417308292010-04-16T21:14:00.002-03:002010-04-16T21:18:55.737-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/S8j-YldiGII/AAAAAAAAAKw/9JOj9aPgrCA/s1600/p%C3%A9+de+batata.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/S8j-YldiGII/AAAAAAAAAKw/9JOj9aPgrCA/s400/p%C3%A9+de+batata.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460894246513023106" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />Batatinha quando nasce...<br /><br />Nasce<br />Cresce<br />Reproduz-se<br />e morre.<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-9165684001241730829?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-52497251349982741232009-12-21T18:42:00.004-03:002009-12-21T19:25:47.541-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/Sy_tNg-rPTI/AAAAAAAAAKc/g65C_nCYeng/s1600-h/capablanca.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/Sy_tNg-rPTI/AAAAAAAAAKc/g65C_nCYeng/s400/capablanca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417809693196893490" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">Jogo do século passado entre Capablanca e o pai.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><i><br />Num duelo franco</i><br /><i>a fábula risca a tábua</i><br /></span><i><span style="font-size:130%;">em preto e</span><br /><br /></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-5249725134998274123?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-5982001642351416222009-12-10T21:55:00.003-03:002009-12-21T18:56:24.358-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SyGZXwn6h9I/AAAAAAAAAKU/vowJg3vZOWM/s1600-h/chess+and+tea.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 330px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SyGZXwn6h9I/AAAAAAAAAKU/vowJg3vZOWM/s400/chess+and+tea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413776860544403410" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Após<br />uma ebriosa dose de arte<br />Apenas<br />Uma xícara de Chess-mate<br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-598200164235141622?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-41691510160819463772009-08-31T07:15:00.006-03:002009-12-21T19:29:10.030-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/Sy_z1fVtzmI/AAAAAAAAAKk/BhCZG6MdQ1Y/s1600-h/menina-p%C3%A9-de-laranja-lima.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 285px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/Sy_z1fVtzmI/AAAAAAAAAKk/BhCZG6MdQ1Y/s400/menina-p%C3%A9-de-laranja-lima.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417816977021193826" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"> Foto: Rafael dos Prazeres</span> <span style="font-size:78%;">modelo: Luciana</span> <span style="font-size:78%;">e laranja</span><br /><div><br />Poema em parceria com Anderson Rabelo. Feito a partir da imagem real paralisada acima na cidade de Niterói em meio ao tenebroso ENEL 2009.<br /><b><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />Deitada sob as nuvens</span></b></div><div><span style="font-size:100%;"><b>num transe hipnótico</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size:100%;"><b>ponto fixo, físico</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size:100%;"><b>seriedade nos traços do rosto</b></span></div> <div><span style="font-size:100%;"><b>uma laranja a escorrer-lhe</b></span></div><div><b><span style="font-size:100%;">sumo de sono sobre a testa.</span><br /><br /></b></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-4169151016081946377?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-72962450210329367572009-08-28T04:04:00.005-03:002009-08-28T04:08:08.269-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SpeCCZaYJeI/AAAAAAAAAKI/rgUJfrXsVV0/s1600-h/passaro+II.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SpeCCZaYJeI/AAAAAAAAAKI/rgUJfrXsVV0/s400/passaro+II.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374907657982846434" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-7296245021032936757?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-48679756914751932822009-08-22T14:59:00.003-03:002009-08-22T15:03:42.314-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SpAy6WoEU6I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/kPSiBr7pFMQ/s1600-h/olhos+vermelhos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372850333540438946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SpAy6WoEU6I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/kPSiBr7pFMQ/s400/olhos+vermelhos.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong>Eu</strong> vejo</div><br /><div><strong>Tu</strong> vês</div><br /><div><strong>Ele</strong> Vê</div><br /><div><strong>Nós</strong> Vemos</div><br /><div><strong>Vós</strong> <span style="color:#33cc00;">verdes</span></div><br /><div><strong>Eles</strong> <span style="color:#cc0000;">Vermelhos</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-4867975691475193282?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-6791101007898699942009-08-10T18:13:00.004-03:002009-08-10T18:17:01.682-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SoCN-K1Qi4I/AAAAAAAAAJw/F7i9JdOrSUQ/s1600-h/casorio.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 155px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SoCN-K1Qi4I/AAAAAAAAAJw/F7i9JdOrSUQ/s400/casorio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368446855024774018" border="0" /></a><br />Enquanto eu Hiperativo<br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" >..................</span>ela Imperativa<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-679110100789869994?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-66625007733162998762009-05-30T01:47:00.008-03:002010-08-19T01:21:58.313-03:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-style: italic;">A sessão DUETO é fruto da parceria entre o fotógrafo </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Rodrigo Prado</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> e o poeta </span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Rafael dos Prazeres</span><span style="font-style: italic;">. Uma estante de fotografias e poemas que passeiam entre o centro da cidade de Belém-PA e a trilha para o lugar mais alto do Brasil, Pico da Neblina-AM. Rodrigo com um piscar mecânico e Rafael com um clique teclado criaram em conjunto o que está para ser sentido pelas próximas imagens. Delete-se do seu mundo, viaje conosco!</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SiC755vkuxI/AAAAAAAAAJg/n8eT4X_NCSQ/s1600-h/03000027.JPG"><br /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Foto: Rodrigo Lima Prado - </span><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rodrigolprado/"><span style="font-size:78%;">http://www.flickr.com/photos/rodrigolprado/</span></a><br /></div><br /><br />Casco capturando MUD<br />quilha pulverizando WATER<br />som aos ouvidos do porto<br />luz tingindo PHOTO<br /><br />Guerra: Nado à seco<br />Costa fluida<br />Sombra diluída<br />Cores sólidas<br /><br />Braço robusto<br />espelho limo<br /><br />Linhas P&amp;B costurando<br />diálogos de barcos<br />Bem - vindos<br /><br />- Paz hasteada entre holofotes<br /><br />Migalhas de preto<br />um pneu e dois botes<br />Salva - Vidas<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-6662500773316299876?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-20368062558620012212009-05-29T05:10:00.004-03:002010-08-19T01:23:07.266-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/Sh-ZMPA8b2I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bjtnMucyopE/s1600-h/09410026.JPG"><br /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Foto: Rodrigo Lima Prado - </span><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rodrigolprado/"><span style="font-size:78%;">http://www.flickr.com/photos/rodrigolprado/</span></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/Sh-ZcA4xEyI/AAAAAAAAAJY/OwZu5ylUhHE/s1600-h/Ao+espelho.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/Sh-ZcA4xEyI/AAAAAAAAAJY/OwZu5ylUhHE/s400/Ao+espelho.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341156389638181666" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-2036806255862001221?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-26994283690016313772009-05-29T04:57:00.004-03:002010-08-19T01:23:25.123-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/Sh-WbqXb_jI/AAAAAAAAAJI/f_4_hN11qNk/s1600-h/09410010.JPG"><br /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Foto: Rodrigo Lima Prado - </span><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rodrigolprado/"><span style="font-size:78%;">http://www.flickr.com/photos/rodrigolprado/</span></a><br /></div><br /><br /><br />Por entre as muralhas<br />Vê-se uma fila<br />passarela no vale, uma trilha<br />de tons de verde e ladrilhos.<br /><br />São pedras sob pés invisíveis<br />mania de poucos velhos<br />tendência de muitos olhos<br />caminho de sensíveis brilhos<br /><br />Desfile:<br /><br />Trajeto velcro em brita<br />Jaleco grama<br />com detalhe lustre, uma fita<br />bolinhas de sombra<br />para guardar a chuva de luz.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-2699428369001631377?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-37927479251305782922009-05-29T04:38:00.004-03:002010-08-19T01:23:41.407-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/Sh-R0ujrm6I/AAAAAAAAAI4/HXTmJt2mYgU/s1600-h/14550002.JPG"><br /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Foto: Rodrigo Lima Prado - </span><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rodrigolprado/"><span style="font-size:78%;">http://www.flickr.com/photos/rodrigolprado/</span></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/Sh-UZmZ-1jI/AAAAAAAAAJA/bLsV1ykMMsg/s1600-h/Menino+Boto+IV.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/Sh-UZmZ-1jI/AAAAAAAAAJA/bLsV1ykMMsg/s400/Menino+Boto+IV.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341150850611861042" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-3792747925130578292?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-73052599889180661822009-02-21T21:09:00.006-03:002010-08-19T01:24:04.454-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SaCYNYHhWFI/AAAAAAAAAIA/427rWd3TbJI/s1600-h/86180025.JPG"><br /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Foto: Rodrigo Lima Prado - </span><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rodrigolprado/"><span style="font-size:78%;">http://www.flickr.com/photos/rodrigolprado/</span></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">O sol solta ouro n'água</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">O ouro espalha-se na água prateada</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">O espelho prata reflete a nuvem em sombra</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">e em redor do sol, o céu bronze,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">da mata de cilios Negros,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">esmaece a pálpebra.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">... Ocaso</span></span><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-7305259988918066182?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-77056673968080903922009-02-20T01:06:00.006-03:002010-08-19T01:24:22.202-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SZ4svH5nPWI/AAAAAAAAAHw/feQTBJ2mf80/s1600-h/89160008.JPG"><br /></a> <span style="font-size:78%;">Foto: Rodrigo Lima Prado - </span><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rodrigolprado/"><span style="font-size:78%;">http://www.flickr.com/photos/rodrigolprado/</span></a><br /></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>No limiar da embarcação: A Proa<br />Silhueta do Amazonas: A Nuvem<br />Bússola da navegação: O Rio<br />Horizonte triângulo Isosceles<br />Simetria sextante Anil<br /><br />Rosa-do-vento: Oeste<br />Navegar é preciso. Viver é navegar...</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-7705667396808090392?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-9681802267706249112009-02-19T20:40:00.006-03:002010-08-19T01:24:47.993-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SZ3vMdZpqdI/AAAAAAAAAHo/eE5uZv2Y5_o/s1600-h/14600026.JPG"><br /></a> <span style="font-size:78%;">Foto: <span style="font-size:100%;">Rodrigo Lima Prado </span>- </span><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rodrigolprado/"><span style="font-size:78%;">http://www.flickr.com/photos/rodrigolprado/</span></a><br /></div><div align="center"><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Subir o Pico da Neblina</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>com fumaça no pulmão</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>deixa o fosco na retina</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>e um "X" no coração</strong></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-968180226770624911?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-9923228409952599652009-02-19T20:12:00.009-03:002010-08-19T01:25:18.235-03:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SZ3pwkFw7uI/AAAAAAAAAHg/WWCcRgsnerQ/s1600-h/14580005.JPG"><br /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><span style="font-size:78%;">Foto: <span style="font-size:100%;">Rodrigo Lima Prado</span> - </span><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rodrigolprado/"><span style="font-size:78%;">http://www.flickr.com/photos/rodrigolprado/</span></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Na trilha da mata</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">um solo corpo silvestre</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">fincando arbusto em haste</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">colhendo em ramos a seiva</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">.</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">A selva verde Brasil</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">pau disforme punhal</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">sugando da terra a raiz</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">e do tronco o vegetal.</span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-992322840995259965?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-63710185588784036542009-02-10T22:36:00.002-03:002009-02-19T20:12:22.712-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SZIr3XzKzEI/AAAAAAAAAHY/jYX7vugZ6X8/s1600-h/Iemanj%C3%A1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SZIr3XzKzEI/AAAAAAAAAHY/jYX7vugZ6X8/s200/Iemanj%C3%A1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301347941649927234" /></a><br /><br /><br />Alga, regente<br /><br />Sal com cheiro de sangue<br /><br /><br />Grão, opaco<br /><br />Vento com gosto de mar<br /><br /><br />Olhos de brisa<br /><br />A brasa no olho do santo<br /><br /><br />Alvo, anil<br /><br />Sagrado samba. Iemanjá<br /><br /><br />Cores avulsas<br /><br />Praia, pedaço da labareda.<br /><br /><br />Noite, dores, favores,<br /><br />O sol alumia a lua.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-6371018558878403654?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-37137386135309194672008-11-25T22:36:00.004-03:002008-11-26T02:21:24.767-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SSyoxL8HYaI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qM5UqjcMakw/s1600-h/Fonte+Nova.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SSyoxL8HYaI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/qM5UqjcMakw/s200/Fonte+Nova.jpg" alt="" 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</style> <![endif]--> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:18;" ><span style="font-size:100%;">Aos sete corpos mortos no estádio da Fonte Nova e à bela música: Pequenas Doses, </span><span style="font-size:100%;">da antiga</span></span><span style="font-size:18;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" > banda do irmão Beto. 25/11/2007</span> <br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"> <br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Sai à emoção jorrando feito sangue de barata.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Sangue azul de quem acredita <o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Uma tinta anil e fria<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">pulsa como pulse ou valsa.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Outro lado o magma <o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">calmo, corrente e vil<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">escorre pelas beiradas<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">em busca do azul-anil</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"> <br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Num espaço intercalado<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">o clamor de almas divinas<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">de anjos caídos e alvos<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">de corpos caídos e salvos<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">de gritos, de grupo, de sina</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"> <br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">De uma só voz com paixão e fluidez.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">de pálida tez, de um impulso de vez para <o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">um estágio acima. <o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">De uma descida de vez num estádio abaixo.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"> - Precipício -<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Do azul p<o:p></o:p>ara o vermelho escarlate<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">pulsando suas últimas paixões.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Sentindo inverso do tricolor baiano.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;">Cores sensações. Segunda de visões.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:18;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> - Túmulo – </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-3713738613530919467?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-22232996867223707842008-11-05T17:52:00.002-03:002008-11-05T18:01:35.674-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SRIHyZ5xN3I/AAAAAAAAAHI/fs0mBY853bE/s1600-h/2974826.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 153px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SRIHyZ5xN3I/AAAAAAAAAHI/fs0mBY853bE/s200/2974826.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265279476877571954" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"> <br /></span><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CRafael%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:hyphenationzone>21</w:HyphenationZone> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} p {mso-margin-top-alt:auto; margin-right:0cm; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; margin-left:0cm; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --> </style><!--[if gte mso 10]> <style> /* Style Definitions */ table.MsoNormalTable {mso-style-name:"Tabela normal"; mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p><span style="font-size:130%;">A garota declara:</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;">- </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >Eu te amo de corpo, alma e coração.</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:130%;">O garoto deixa claro:</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:130%;">-</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" > Eu te amo de corpo, cama e ereção. </span></p> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-2223299686722370784?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-49192478139128910682008-11-02T11:36:00.005-03:002009-02-20T01:18:44.255-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SZ4u01nMhoI/AAAAAAAAAH4/de_uA5Jesrc/s1600-h/crepusculoo+trabalhado+por+Marina.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304728896368576130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SZ4u01nMhoI/AAAAAAAAAH4/de_uA5Jesrc/s400/crepusculoo+trabalhado+por+Marina.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:85%;" >"Essa instalação 'Crepúsculo' foi feita por <strong>Marina Toledo</strong> em 2007 a partir do poema homônimo. Marina é Capixaba, artista plástica e cheias de dúvidas. mora em Vitória ES, mas tem um sonho de morar na Lua. Papelão/Oléo/Guache/Jornal/Plástico..."</span><br /><br /><br /><div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />O sol deitando por detrás dos canaviais.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Olhos semi fechados.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Verdes espetos galgam com o vento.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">No horizonte perfuram as nuvens.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Magenta, Amarelo ouro, Azul turquesa num radial.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">flertam levemente com o sereno.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Apagam-se as luzes ambiente.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Outro Deus vai dar plantão.<br /><br /></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-4919247813912891068?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-34300504481252613192008-10-28T03:51:00.000-03:002008-10-28T03:54:53.539-03:00<meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CRafael%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:hyphenationzone>21</w:HyphenationZone> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Font Definitions */ @font-face {font-family:Tunga; 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mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; mso-style-noshow:yes; mso-style-parent:""; mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-para-margin:0cm; mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:10.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-ansi-language:#0400; mso-fareast-language:#0400; mso-bidi-language:#0400;} </style> <![endif]--> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 48pt; font-family: &quot;Monotype Corsiva&quot;;">O ideal<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 48pt; font-family: &quot;Monotype Corsiva&quot;;">é distante do<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="text-align: center;" align="center"><span style="font-size: 48pt; font-family: &quot;Monotype Corsiva&quot;;">real</span><span style="font-size: 36pt; font-family: &quot;Monotype Corsiva&quot;;">.</span><span style="font-family: &quot;Monotype Corsiva&quot;;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p><o:p> </o:p></p> <p><o:p> </o:p></p> <p style="text-align: right;" align="right">Principalmente <span style="font-size: 36pt;">$</span>e for cotado em dólar.<span style="font-size: 48pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-3430050448125261319?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-51598178081269678402008-10-22T03:41:00.001-03:002008-10-22T03:43:30.347-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SP7LhuSiERI/AAAAAAAAAG4/nIWmOsODua4/s1600-h/choro+e+riso.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SP7LhuSiERI/AAAAAAAAAG4/nIWmOsODua4/s200/choro+e+riso.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259865195037200658" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Gás lacrimogêneo é quando estás distante.<br /><br />... Quando estás perto é gás hilariante.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-5159817808126967840?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-81175606550048695862008-10-19T05:43:00.002-03:002008-10-19T06:06:05.293-03:00<span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">The tree has entered my hands,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">The sap has ascended my arms,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">The tree has grown in my breast -</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Downward,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">The branches grow out of me, like arms.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Tree you are,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Moss you are,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">You are violets with wind above them.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">A child - so high - you are,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">And all this is folly to the world.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Ezra Pound</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-8117560655004869586?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-42743202963484725642008-10-19T05:40:00.004-03:002008-10-19T05:46:22.056-03:00<span style="font-style:italic;">A árvore penetra em minhas mãos,<br />A seiva toma meus braços,<br />A árvore cresce pelo meu peito -<br />Abaixo,<br />os galhos se perdem de mim, como membros.<br /><br />Você é árvore,<br />Você é musgo,<br />Você é violetas ao soprar do vento.<br />Uma criança - tão alta - você é,<br />e tudo isto,para o mundo, é relento.<br /></span><br />Tradução: Rafael dos Prazeres<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SPry_QX-FjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Bi5F8X3w-j8/s1600-h/aracruz.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SPry_QX-FjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Bi5F8X3w-j8/s200/aracruz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258782683449660978" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-4274320296348472564?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-90458224737695804132008-10-16T03:23:00.002-03:002008-10-16T03:40:21.125-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SPbgt5n2Q0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/R5FyrFUJQ-s/s1600-h/M.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SPbgt5n2Q0I/AAAAAAAAAGo/R5FyrFUJQ-s/s200/M.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257636694168322882" /></a><br /><br />Dedo imperativo:<br /><br />-... Viu? Não ter medo de arriscar!!<br /><br />Mão apreensiva:<br /><br />-... Haaa! Não ter medo de riscar??<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-9045822473769580413?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-72130944626528465602008-10-08T02:46:00.005-03:002008-10-08T03:54:15.236-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SOxY7ACjKpI/AAAAAAAAAGg/CAq0FXASIV8/s1600-h/oftalmo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SOxY7ACjKpI/AAAAAAAAAGg/CAq0FXASIV8/s200/oftalmo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254672635880745618" border="0" /></a> <br /> <br /><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 11"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CRafael%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:hyphenationzone>21</w:HyphenationZone> <w:punctuationkerning/> <w:validateagainstschemas/> <w:saveifxmlinvalid>false</w:SaveIfXMLInvalid> <w:ignoremixedcontent>false</w:IgnoreMixedContent> <w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext>false</w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText> <w:compatibility> <w:breakwrappedtables/> <w:snaptogridincell/> <w:wraptextwithpunct/> <w:useasianbreakrules/> <w:dontgrowautofit/> </w:Compatibility> <w:browserlevel>MicrosoftInternetExplorer4</w:BrowserLevel> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"> </w:LatentStyles> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SOrvu4Bb-iI/AAAAAAAAAFo/i12R8iPHtrA/s200/Rafael+dos+Prazeres.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254275503872539170" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-1908563295816353750?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-23473657709077653902008-10-03T04:00:00.003-03:002008-10-03T04:08:01.498-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SOXEwLW83sI/AAAAAAAAAFg/nCl43G0Q3Mg/s1600-h/parada+gay.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SOXEwLW83sI/AAAAAAAAAFg/nCl43G0Q3Mg/s200/parada+gay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252820872359370434" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SOXEh5MamrI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/jTFfY8EIV6Q/s1600-h/Preconceito+no+Pa%C3%ADs+da+Maior+Parada+Gay+-+Ex%C3%A9rcito+Brasileiro+-+Institui%C3%A7%C3%A3o+Homof%C3%B3bica+-+Preconceito-783946.jpg.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SOXEh5MamrI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/jTFfY8EIV6Q/s200/Preconceito+no+Pa%C3%ADs+da+Maior+Parada+Gay+-+Ex%C3%A9rcito+Brasileiro+-+Institui%C3%A7%C3%A3o+Homof%C3%B3bica+-+Preconceito-783946.jpg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252820626965174962" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><br />Coragem<br /><br />Cor Agir<br /><br />InterAgir<br /><br />Na margem<br /><br />da cor<br /><br />da viagem<br /><br />colorida<br /><br />ida<br /><br />volta<br /><br />passa<br /><br />passeata<br /><br />haja!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-2347365770907765390?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-71413692309513025082008-09-09T13:46:00.002-03:002008-09-09T13:56:57.883-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SMaqxZe4XPI/AAAAAAAAAEg/xfFjjfA1I18/s1600-h/portinari_dom_quixote.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SMaqxZe4XPI/AAAAAAAAAEg/xfFjjfA1I18/s400/portinari_dom_quixote.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244066581750242546" border="0" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal">Forró: Dançar a(Qui) xote contigo</p> <p class="MsoNormal">É Sancho Pança e beijos de umbigo.</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-7141369230951302508?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-87924782843662293252008-08-23T18:14:00.003-03:002008-08-23T18:18:49.232-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SLB-XAu6qyI/AAAAAAAAAD4/r8SToYvjLU4/s1600-h/Namoro+à +distância.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237825300430760738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SLB-XAu6qyI/AAAAAAAAAD4/r8SToYvjLU4/s400/Namoro+%C3%A0+dist%C3%A2ncia.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">RelacionaMENTE aberta</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-8792478284366229325?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-90427013055992467512008-08-15T01:57:00.002-03:002008-08-15T02:00:52.363-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SKUNL1PxbrI/AAAAAAAAADw/Rzb25JYMajE/s1600-h/sand.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SKUNL1PxbrI/AAAAAAAAADw/Rzb25JYMajE/s400/sand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234604638811025074" border="0" /></a><br />Sand<br />Sandy<br />Sandal<br />Sandcastle<br />Sandpaper<br />Wrapping paper<br />Writing paper<br />Giftwrap, toilet paper<br />Send me, woman<br />Send me a paper<br />Sender<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-9042701305599246751?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-91591334852801603682008-08-14T13:18:00.003-03:002008-08-14T13:22:43.113-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SKRbVX9GpZI/AAAAAAAAADo/pAlPjSpgKJ0/s1600-h/xuxa.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SKRbVX9GpZI/AAAAAAAAADo/pAlPjSpgKJ0/s400/xuxa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234409089677043090" border="0" /></a><br /><br />A pérola é uma bolinha feita de areia<br /><br />O diamante é o objeto mais sólido do mundo, inquebrável.<br /><br />O espelho é liquido, quebra rápido e é feito de areia.<br /><br />A areia brilha ao sol, é leve e tem cor-de-pérola.<br /><br />Quando está debaixo de um espelho d'água a areia parece<br /><br />uma grande tábua de madeira deitada com infinita dimensão.<br /><br />Contar grãos de areia é uma pérola do oito deitado.<br /><br />Namorar na areia é coisa de amantes.<br /><br />Mastigar areia é como quebrar espelhos na boca<br /><br />Grãos de areia nos olhos é como... ... ... Cactos nos olhos.<br /><br />Saco de areia nas costas parece o objeto mais<br /><br />sólido do mundo, insustentável.<br /><br />No espelho, o seu corpo pérola reluz como diamante.<br /><br />Ou melhor, brilha como areia ao sol.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-9159133485280160368?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-19952194276768343632008-08-06T16:42:00.001-03:002008-08-06T16:43:52.041-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SJn-8Y9IbII/AAAAAAAAADg/rj6Kkb9srTY/s1600-h/computador.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SJn-8Y9IbII/AAAAAAAAADg/rj6Kkb9srTY/s400/computador.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231492755612003458" border="0" /></a><br /><strong>Qd eu ñ quis<br />ela quis<br />Qd eu quis<br />ela ñ quis<br />Qd ambos quisemos<br />ñ ficamos<br />qd discordamos<br />DESK - tamos<br /><br />Qd eu dei a última forma<br />ela contra-reforma<br />Enquanto eu desplugado<br />ela ativa<br />Enquanto ela ligada, cativa<br />eu estava Off<br />e qd eu login<br />ela logoff<br />fechou os olhos e foi embora<br /><br />(No corpo do e-mail)<br />Enquanto ela, q das minhas palavras ria<br />eu, com choro na memória<br />fechei a tela com esteio.</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-1995219427676834363?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-22358471919280583152008-07-15T02:22:00.003-03:002008-07-15T02:30:02.137-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SHw1OkqJHXI/AAAAAAAAADY/PkaoyyRgDRI/s1600-h/Gil.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SHw1OkqJHXI/AAAAAAAAADY/PkaoyyRgDRI/s400/Gil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223108192317807986" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Cabelos de traços longos,<br />riscos lisos ininterruptos,<br />dançantes ao soprar do vento<br />e reluzentes a vestidos olhos.<br /><br />cabelo de cujo nome eu me esqueço<br />madei(cha)ndise que na cabeça fica<br />Ilu-deleita- cabeça de chantagista<br />tirando vantagem do desejoso beiço<br /><br />Cabelos que escorrem pescoço abaixo<br />no rosto, ombro, costas, e braço (direito)<br />protegendo o sorriso escondido<br /><br />Cabelo desarrumado é um modelo<br />um tear de pura lã, um novelo<br />que me enrola num berço mais querido.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-2235847191928058315?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-78269709834386108402008-07-07T01:45:00.003-03:002008-07-07T02:15:04.851-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SHGlxBJkP5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/EBvPU8JqaTc/s1600-h/numero"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 185px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SHGlxBJkP5I/AAAAAAAAADQ/EBvPU8JqaTc/s400/numero" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220135704639848338" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div class="para"> a22ente<br />“Po22enti”<br />a(2)e22o<br /><br />In2ano<br />a(2)e2o<br />po22e22o<br /><br />ma22ivo<br />ma22ante<br />pe2ado<br /><br />pa22ante<br />pa22ado<br />a22ado<br /><br />2audável<br />2en2ível<br />2uave<br /><br />2algado<br />2arnento<br />2ebo2o<br /><br />ex(2)e22o<br />2edento<br />2il^n(2)io<br /><br />p222222222222222222iu!!!! </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-7826970983438610840?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-79889308150717140992008-07-06T23:46:00.002-03:002008-07-06T23:51:36.596-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SHGEXBuo-DI/AAAAAAAAADI/2miEV1zYd7I/s1600-h/dorival_caymmi.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SHGEXBuo-DI/AAAAAAAAADI/2miEV1zYd7I/s400/dorival_caymmi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220098974235031602" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">O BEM DO MAR:<br />O Pescador tem dois amor<br />Um bem na terra<br />Um bem no mar<br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">1959 Salvador</span></span><br /><br />O BEM DO MATO:<br />O Beija-flor tem dois amor<br />Um bem na flora<br />Um bem no mato<br /><span style="font-size:78%;">2008 Copacabana</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-7988930815071714099?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-83884773614892281792008-07-04T23:55:00.006-03:002008-07-07T20:49:03.791-03:00<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><a href="http://orbita.starmedia.com/%7Epoemapage/Moraes1.htm" target="_blank">http://orbita.starmedia.com/~poemapage/<wbr>Moraes1.htm</a><br /><a href="http://lucydmais.blogspot.com/2007/11/soneto-da-fidelidade.html" target="_blank">http://lucydmais.blogspot.com/2007/11/s<wbr>oneto-da-fidelidade.html</a><br /><a href="http://br.geocities.com/jorgeluizgoulart/sonetodafidelidade.html" target="_blank">http://br.geocities.com/jorgeluizgoular<wbr>t/sonetodafidelidade.html</a><br /><a href="http://br.geocities.com/consc2000/soneto_fidelidade.htm" target="_blank">http://br.geocities.com/consc2000/sonet<wbr>o_fidelidade.htm</a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.glsex.com.br/POESIA/Soneto_de_Fidelidade.htm" target="_blank">http://www.glsex.com.br/POESIA/Soneto_d<wbr>e_Fidelidade.htm</a><br /><a href="http://magicamistura.blogspot.com/2008/04/soneto-de-fidelidade.html" target="_blank">http://magicamistura.blogspot.com/2008/<wbr>04/soneto-de-fidelidade.html</a><br /><a href="http://allegoria.vilabol.uol.com.br/sonetodefidelidade.html" target="_blank">http://allegoria.vilabol.uol.com.br/son<wbr>etodefidelidade.html</a><br /><a href="http://mil-leituras.vilabol.uol.com.br/soneto_da_fidelidade.htm" target="_blank">http://mil-leituras.vilabol.uol.com.br/<wbr>soneto_da_fidelidade.htm</a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.declaracaodeamor.com/lerpoesia.php" target="_blank">http://www.declaracaodeamor.com/lerpoes<wbr>ia.php</a><br /><a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Community.aspx?cmm=5360210" target="_blank">http://www.orkut.com/Community.aspx?cmm<wbr>=5360210</a><br /><a href="http://vagalume.uol.com.ar/vinicius-de-moraes" target="_blank">http://vagalume.uol.com.ar/vinicius-de-<wbr>moraes</a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://flog.clickgratis.com.br/inaealine/157280" target="_blank">http://flog.clickgratis.com.br/inaealin<wbr>e/157280</a><br /><a href="http://pt.wikiquote.org/wiki/Vinicius_de_Moraes" target="_blank">http://pt.wikiquote.org/wiki/Vinicius_d<wbr>e_Moraes</a><br /><a href="http://www.saturei.com/resumos/soneto.php" target="_blank">http://www.saturei.com/resumos/soneto.p<wbr>hp</a></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >SONETO... clica!</span></span><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-8388477361489228179?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-52961598433474179682008-07-03T02:45:00.001-03:002008-07-03T02:47:34.648-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SGxnzqidCtI/AAAAAAAAACw/4AHHNL2cHLo/s1600-h/cad%C3%A1ver+culto.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SGxnzqidCtI/AAAAAAAAACw/4AHHNL2cHLo/s400/cad%C3%A1ver+culto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218660205505350354" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"><span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:130%;" >O homem nasce, cresce...</span></p> <p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"><span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:130%;" >graduação</span></p> <p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"><span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:130%;" >especialização</span></p> <p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"><span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:130%;" >mestrado</span></p> <p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"><span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:130%;" >doutorado</span></p> <p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"><span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:130%;" >pós-doutorado:</span></p> <p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"><span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:130%;" >Cadáver culto.</span></p><p style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%;" align="center"><br /><span style="line-height: 150%;font-size:14;" ></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-5296159843347417968?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-60939690275234705042008-07-03T02:02:00.003-03:002008-07-03T02:38:15.746-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SGxlFlGVYdI/AAAAAAAAACo/4c8-wJIOKdU/s1600-h/BrownSugar2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SGxlFlGVYdI/AAAAAAAAACo/4c8-wJIOKdU/s400/BrownSugar2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218657214747992530" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;">Açúcar</span></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;">Mascavo</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;">Açúcar</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;">Mais caro<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-6093969027523470504?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-25442804269361137862008-07-03T01:31:00.004-03:002008-07-03T01:44:27.156-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SGxYUjsjwFI/AAAAAAAAACg/5tpgYF1fF20/s1600-h/C%C3%B3pia+de+piscina+057.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SGxYUjsjwFI/AAAAAAAAACg/5tpgYF1fF20/s400/C%C3%B3pia+de+piscina+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218643178418323538" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Cabelo, insinuante, xampu de tangerina</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Cloro, água, sal mineral</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">lenço de papel, hidratante</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">1/2 metro dcm³ abaixo</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">Bolhinhas de ar a escapar pela narina</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">borda, salto, verso frontal</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">meio gole de líquido desinfetante</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);">lodo no lustre, mosaico da caixa</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-2544280426936113786?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-11157479662584822162008-07-03T01:16:00.006-03:002008-07-03T12:06:56.363-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SGxU6jPH61I/AAAAAAAAACY/qW7yPCQ8lxo/s1600-h/flu.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SGxU6jPH61I/AAAAAAAAACY/qW7yPCQ8lxo/s400/flu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218639433083382610" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" >Pênalti é quando Deus está em dúvida<br />de quem deve ganhar a partida.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-1115747966258482216?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-75476599737423523762008-07-01T02:40:00.003-03:002008-07-01T03:51:17.636-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SGnTrZMs-iI/AAAAAAAAACQ/RuJZbcQBL7o/s1600-h/teclado_sem_tecla_power.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SGnTrZMs-iI/AAAAAAAAACQ/RuJZbcQBL7o/s400/teclado_sem_tecla_power.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217934385737431586" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SGnDV4Sb_II/AAAAAAAAACI/-NqHUlnyuZM/s1600-h/teclado.png"><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-7547659973742352376?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-49618218125007937392008-06-30T19:52:00.003-03:002008-07-01T02:39:47.310-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SGnDGqiswBI/AAAAAAAAACA/yjkcX_3EHLA/s1600-h/poema+1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SGnDGqiswBI/AAAAAAAAACA/yjkcX_3EHLA/s400/poema+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217916162551889938" border="0" /></a><br />Caneta cor de veneziana creme<br />caderno de anotação à janela aberta e reluzente<br />raios de sol ilustrando olhos<br /><br />Chinelos de pêssego maduro e doce<br />calças aos passeios da brisa<br />camisa de seda a derrama-lhe corpo<br /><br />seixos com caules e frutos amarelo manga e vermelho verão<br />mãos sustentando piscares de eterno dialogo<br />boca tomando xícaras de beleza<br />num final de tarde varanda adentro.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-4961821812500793739?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-41612150656668137302008-06-21T20:01:00.003-03:002008-06-21T20:04:58.966-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SF2ImmTdX2I/AAAAAAAAABY/Y5Vny4a3pkY/s1600-h/orkut.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SF2ImmTdX2I/AAAAAAAAABY/Y5Vny4a3pkY/s400/orkut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214474140263472994" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" >Quem tem orkut-tem medo:<br /><br />Lindo + Respondidos = deleitados.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-4161215065666813730?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-89455810943417416942008-06-21T19:49:00.002-03:002008-06-21T19:59:45.672-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SF2HICTG03I/AAAAAAAAABQ/IXLu0rwnTaw/s1600-h/romance.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 163px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SF2HICTG03I/AAAAAAAAABQ/IXLu0rwnTaw/s400/romance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214472515690615666" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:georgia;">NAMORO</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br />QUE MORA</span> <br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"> NO CORAÇÃO </span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />AROMA</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br />NO AR </span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br />COMO UMA Rà </span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />AMARGA</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br />NUMA CASA</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br />DE ORAÇÃO </span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />AMA</span> <br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"> COMO AMORA</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br />OU ROMà </span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br /><br />EM ROMA</span> <span style="font-family:georgia;"><br />NO MAR OU<br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">MEMÓRIA RAM</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-8945581094341741694?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-44135698747821932008-06-21T17:18:00.003-03:002008-06-21T19:45:58.564-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SF2EW-7REBI/AAAAAAAAABI/NElcQAf9FOE/s1600-h/pedintes.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SF2EW-7REBI/AAAAAAAAABI/NElcQAf9FOE/s400/pedintes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214469473948471314" border="0" /></a><br /><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><b style=""><span style="font-size:18;"><span style="font-size:100%;">Suor da Santa ceia</span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><br /><b style=""><span style="font-size:18;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><b style=""><span style="font-size:18;"><o:p> </o:p></span></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">O suor nem chega a escorregar<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">nos sinais e nas esquinas muita luta<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">É a marca do rosto que evapora<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">caminhando sob o sol numa labuta</span></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Um trabalho que não cessa em rodovia<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Nem nas ruas, avenida ou logradouro<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">procurando o trânsito do dia-a-dia <o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">se transforma num eterno matadouro</span></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Por ouro, um besouro voa atrás do mel<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">nem pensa quando olha, reza para o céu.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">acredita num deus que tarda a chegar<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">e de longe lhe oferece o vosso pão de cada dia</span></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">mesmo assim ele cria, lava, pede, vende<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">causa medo na estrutura<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">“Eu podia tá roubando, podia tá matando”,<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">mas não, tô aqui pedindo criatura ““.</span></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Você não quer nem saber <o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">que fim vai levar essa história<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">pois se farta numa ceia <o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">proferindo palavras de glória </span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-4413569874782193?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-11560070946233766632008-06-21T15:11:00.006-03:002008-06-21T16:15:31.184-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SF1TEJ6XljI/AAAAAAAAAA4/O7JhLNzSij0/s1600-h/Slide1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SF1TEJ6XljI/AAAAAAAAAA4/O7JhLNzSij0/s400/Slide1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214415274410219058" border="0" /></a><a href="http://tramavirtual.uol.com.br/busca.jsp?cl=14">http://tramavirtual.uol.com.br/busca.jsp?cl=14</a><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-1156007094623376663?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-58423672021831084242008-06-20T05:57:00.002-03:002008-06-21T19:42:38.375-03:00<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:courier new;">Amanhã eu sou só seu.</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:courier new;"> Amanhã eu sou sol céu.</span></span><br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SF2DnjAG3SI/AAAAAAAAABA/sNc8t_eBdjQ/s1600-h/sol_na_mao_50.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SF2DnjAG3SI/AAAAAAAAABA/sNc8t_eBdjQ/s400/sol_na_mao_50.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214468658998730018" border="0" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><br /><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span></span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-5842367202183108424?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-87695355302705376232008-06-20T05:55:00.001-03:002008-07-01T02:00:51.979-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SGm4enMS40I/AAAAAAAAAB4/d-vaqDLksPM/s1600-h/C%C3%B3pia+de+piscina+057.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SGm4enMS40I/AAAAAAAAAB4/d-vaqDLksPM/s400/C%C3%B3pia+de+piscina+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217904479341568834" border="0" /></a><br /><p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Sombra torta sob a água ávida<br />Fantasma no gráfico da piscina<br />Costas camuflada por pulseira insípida<br /><br />Ondas, dissipando líquido<br />ao contato do corpo pálido<br />sobre o mosaico ilógico<br /><br />Imagem de um mergulho raso,<br />ar preso num suspiro rápido<br />dentro de um quadrilátero<br /><br />pleno de conteúdo límpido<br />num quase dia fúlgido<br />meteorológico.</span> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-8769535530270537623?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-34835860717639301632008-06-20T05:49:00.005-03:002008-07-01T01:52:27.656-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SGm3yb1J2nI/AAAAAAAAABw/_KbsDe7ey8A/s1600-h/C%C3%B3pia+de+piscina+057.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SGm3yb1J2nI/AAAAAAAAABw/_KbsDe7ey8A/s400/C%C3%B3pia+de+piscina+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217903720377473650" border="0" /></a><br /><p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Do tronco d'árvore:<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Uma vista binocular<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">para fora daquele clube<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">para fora daquele cubo<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">para beira da piscina<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Mata ciliar:<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Uma fita à flora viva<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Um feixe de fotossintese<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Um facho fotográfico<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Uma seiva fac-símile<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">dissolvido em ponta, caule <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">e raiz de cabelo (primo iti)<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">sereia cloro:<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">Estrias ao biquini preto,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">fotolito com raios de miçangas<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">ao braço direito<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:85%;">a rimar em pensamentos frouxo<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:85%;" >e sutiã desrevelado.</span><o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"> <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:verdana;" ></span><o:p></o:p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-3483586071763930163?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-14356633040098430082008-06-20T05:47:00.003-03:002008-07-01T01:50:29.796-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SGm3hL5y8DI/AAAAAAAAABo/kFPpn_1LZ4U/s1600-h/C%C3%B3pia+de+piscina+057.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SGm3hL5y8DI/AAAAAAAAABo/kFPpn_1LZ4U/s400/C%C3%B3pia+de+piscina+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217903424044199986" border="0" /></a><br /><p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;">Feixe de braço reflexo<o:p></o:p></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;">banho de madeixa <o:p></o:p></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;">rima pele, rima pêlo, <o:p></o:p></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;">ritmo d'água <o:p></o:p></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;">biquíni preto.<o:p></o:p></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;">Por cima: <o:p></o:p></p> <p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;">Um peixe semi nu (sereia) <o:p></o:p></p> <p><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" >fechando pontos cartesianos da piscina.</span><o:p></o:p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-1435663304009843008?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-4072655883494100412008-06-20T05:44:00.002-03:002008-07-01T01:49:08.923-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SGm3AcVA--I/AAAAAAAAABg/EF2veJ5IDno/s1600-h/C%C3%B3pia+de+piscina+057.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SGm3AcVA--I/AAAAAAAAABg/EF2veJ5IDno/s400/C%C3%B3pia+de+piscina+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217902861517650914" border="0" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;">Submerso:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Um beijo bolhinhas à mão escorregadia sobre a pele de baleia.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> À tona:</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Dois beijos de complemento ao ar suspenso ao peito flutuante.</span></span> <o:p></o:p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-407265588349410041?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-46254400024889408982008-06-20T05:21:00.000-03:002008-06-20T05:25:35.345-03:00<span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:midnightblue;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">There sleeps a poem in my mind</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">That shall my entire soul express.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">I feel it vague as sound and wind</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Yet sculptured in full definiteness...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"> It has no stanza, verse or word,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Even as I dream it, it is not.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">'Tis a mere feeling of it, blurred,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">And but a happy mist round thought.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"> Day and night in my mystery</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">I dream and read and spell it over,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">And ever round words' brink in me</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Its vague completeness seems to hover.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"> I know it never shall be writ.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">I know I know not what it is,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">But I am happy dreaming it,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">And false bliss, although false, is bliss.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Fernando Pessoa</span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-4625440002488940898?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-20313021036393633732008-06-20T05:19:00.000-03:002008-06-20T05:28:31.898-03:00<span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >Dorme um poema em meu intelecto<br />que deve minh'alma completa expressão.<br />Eu o sinto vago como som e vento<br />ainda emoldurado em completa concisão.<br /><br />Sem estrofe, verso ou vocábulo<br />Não o é, mesmo quando eu sonho.<br />É uma mera sensação de que,confuso,<br />e nada além de uma névoa em torno<br /> [de pensamentos risonhos<br /><br />Dia e noite com meu enigma<br />Eu sonho e leio-o e o escrevo completamente,<br />E mesmo em torno do fio das palavras em mim<br />Sua vaga completude parece estar iminente.<br /><br />Eu sei que ele nunca será escrito<br />Eu sei. Aliás, eu não sei o que é isso,<br />Ainda que feliz e esperando-o,<br />e num falso êxito,embora falso,um êxito.</span><br /><br /><br />Tradução: Rafael dos Prazeres<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-2031302103639363373?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-11314474946843938172008-06-20T05:12:00.000-03:002008-06-20T05:19:19.372-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SFtn6l8YN_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/CwirMlfdRdY/s1600-h/FernandoPessoa.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C51ppcHdEzY/SFtn6l8YN_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/CwirMlfdRdY/s400/FernandoPessoa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213875249926911986" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-1131447494684393817?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-80967784631617274652008-06-06T02:53:00.002-03:002008-06-20T05:36:35.264-03:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><span><span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;color:navy;" ><span style=";font-family:times new roman,times,serif;color:black;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"> Far away, far away,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Far away from here...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">There is no worry after joy</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Or away from fear</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Far away from here.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Her lips were not very red,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Not her hair quite gold.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Her hands played with rings.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">She did not let me hold</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Her hands playing with gold.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">She is somewhere past,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Far away from pain.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">You can touch her not, nor hope</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Enter her domain,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Neither love in vain.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Perhaps at some day beyond</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Shadows and light</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">She will think of me and make</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">All me a delight</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">All away from sight.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Fernando Pessoa</span><br /></span></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-8096778463161727465?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-65525055442507723682008-06-06T02:38:00.001-03:002008-06-20T05:37:02.125-03:00<span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" ><span><span style="color:navy;"><span style="color:black;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Longe, Longe</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">muito longe daqui...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Não há desgosto após o júbilo</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">ou medo de fugir</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">muito longe daqui.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Seus lábios não estavam tão rubros,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Nem seus cabelos, louros.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Suas mãos brincaram com elos,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">ela não me deixou segurá-las</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">brincando com ouro.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ela está n'algum lugar do passado,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">longe da aflição.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Você não pode tocá-la, nem esperar</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">entrar em sua dominação</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">nem o amor em vão</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Talvez n'algum dia para além </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">de cinzas e clarão</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ela pensará de mim e fará-me</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">todo uma excitação</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">bem longe da visão.<br /><br />Tradução: Rafael dos Prazeres<br /></span></span></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/519544586396356487-6552505544250772368?l=rafaeldosprazeres.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rafael dos Prazereshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17786481899004052862noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-519544586396356487.post-2466349992674217092008-04-22T21:39:00.001-03:002008-06-20T05:37:25.428-03:00<object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-5bece809095916dd" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" 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