<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4204740448283526894</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 19 Dec 2024 03:28:24 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Sangirardi</category><category>poesias; fotos</category><category>casos</category><category>poesias</category><title>Poetando com Sangirardi Jr</title><description>Visões de Sangirardi : &#xa;poesias de um apaixonado eterno &#xa;pela sua musa Clea</description><link>http://poetandocomsangirardi.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4204740448283526894.post-6856192846313787345</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Mar 2010 20:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-03-14T17:57:25.075-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">casos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sangirardi</category><title>Entre Poesias - Pausa para &quot; Causos &quot; do San - Parte 3</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;hr color=&quot;gray&quot; size=&quot;5&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: purple;&quot;&gt;Sangirardi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tinha um gosto eclético e era um amante das belas artes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;incluindo-se ai o bel canto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Estou postando hoje uma foto de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #674ea7;&quot;&gt;Cláudia Muzio - A Divina&lt;/span&gt; -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;como foi conhecida, por sua voz ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;uma perfeita coordenação entre som e respiração, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;o que lhe dava um vocal de infinita beleza, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;foto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;esta autografada pela própria para o nosso San, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;em 1935, no Teatro Municipal de São Paulo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Faço uma homenagem a ela, postando um pedacinho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;de sua biografia e alguns detalhes quando de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;sua estada no Brasil, razão da foto autografada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;e um pequeno registro vocal também.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Entre &quot; causos e poesias &quot;, mais um trechinho de vida do San.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img714.imageshack.us/i/claudiamuzio.jpg/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; title=&quot;ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;500&quot; src=&quot;http://img714.imageshack.us/img714/3532/claudiamuzio.jpg&quot; width=&quot;333&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cláudia Muzio - A Divina&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;O mundo e acrítica se tornaram admiradores da arte e do talento da soprano &lt;strong&gt;Cláudia Muzio&lt;/strong&gt; dona de extraordinário estilo e sensibilidade de conduzir sua voz, um tom colorido e fora do comum. Sua voz a tornaria uma das maiores divas de seu tempo. Cláudia nasceu em Pávia, Itália, em 7 de fevereiro de 1889, filha de Carlo Muzio um assistente de palco do Convent Garden - Londres, e do Metropolitan Ópera House - Nova Iorque, onde trabalhou com Maurice Gau. A primeira instrução musical de Cláudia foi em piano e harpa, com Madame Casalonni, em Milão. Mas sua voz foi logo notada e sua professora de piano foi a primeira a incentivá-la a mudar para o bel canto. Em 1912, aos 22 anos, fez seu debut na ópera, em Arezzo - Itália - em Manon Lescaut, de Puccini, com regência de Arturo Toscanini. Seu sucesso foi imediato. O teatro quase veio literalmente abaixo. Ela teve de voltar por 4 vezes ao palco para agradecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cláudia Muzio - No Brasil&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Os fãs de óperas no Brasil, especialmente São Paulo, tiveram a chance de apreciar a diva em várias oportunidades no Teatro Municipal e com o mais variado repertório. No ano de 1923 Cláudia Muzio esteve no país juntamente com Ninon Valin, Toti Dal Monte e outros para apresentarem um repertório de óperas como Aída, La Bohème, Faust e Guilherme Tell. Em 1927 retorna para outras apresentações com Eva Turner, Tito Schipa, Giacomo Lauri-Volpi, Toti Dal Monte, Gino Vanelli e outros. No repertório, Andréa Chernier, O Barbeiro de Sevilha, Carmen, Czar Salton e Orfeo. Para a temporada de 1928 no Teatro Municipal de São Paulo, ela retorna juntamente com Isabel Marengo, Tina de Bari, Fernanda Danti, e os tenores Luigi Nardi, Benvenuto Franci e Antônio Nicolini. Em 1933 canta com a brasileira Bidu Sayão, Mafalda Fávero, Mercedes Trilla, Gilda Colombo. e os tenores Beniamino Gigli, Victor Domani e Batista Pereira. O repertório apresentado foi: Barbeiro de Sevilha, La Bohème, Aida, Cavalaria Rusticana, O Palhaço, Madama Buterfly, Rigoleto, Tosca e La Traviata. Em 1935, ela retorna ao Brasil trazida pela empresa Artística Teatral LTDA, dirigida por Sílvio Pregli. Se apresntou no Teatro Municipal de São Paulo, ao lado de Bidu Sayão, Adelaide Saraceni, Nerina Ferrari e outros. Muzio foi protagonista nas peças Cecília, Carmen, Madama Buterfly, Aida, Rigoleto.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Abaixo, um pequeno trecho dessa excepcional cantora :&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;fonte : http://formasemeios.blogs.sapo.pt/456351.html&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;hr color=&quot;gray&quot; size=&quot;5&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://poetandocomsangirardi.blogspot.com/2010/02/mais-uma-presenca-nos-idos-de-66.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4204740448283526894.post-158958447539348678</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Feb 2010 00:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-26T21:57:50.219-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poesias; fotos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sangirardi</category><title>Um Epitalâmio nos idos de 66</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;hr color=&quot;gray&quot; size=&quot;5&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;hr color=&quot;gray&quot; size=&quot;5&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt;</description><link>http://poetandocomsangirardi.blogspot.com/2010/02/um-epitalamio-nos-idos-de-66.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4204740448283526894.post-5644953822025745658</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Feb 2010 18:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-15T21:53:46.156-02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poesias; fotos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sangirardi</category><title>Entre Poesias - Pausa para &quot; Causos &quot; do San - Parte 2</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;hr color=&quot;gray&quot; size=&quot;5&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;A postagem de hoje não é bem um &quot; causo &quot; mas é um legítimo &quot; &lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sangirardi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &quot; !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Em 1911, &lt;strong&gt;Oswald de Andrade&lt;/strong&gt; e &lt;strong&gt;Emílio Menezes&lt;/strong&gt; fundaram a revista &lt;strong&gt;&quot;O Pirralho&quot;&lt;/strong&gt;, que tinha o objetivo de questionar a arte brasileira. Essa revista satirizou, sempre de forma irreverente e divertida, alguns textos consagrados da nossa literatura. &lt;strong&gt;&quot;O Pirralho&quot;&lt;/strong&gt; circulou até o ano de 1917 e chegou a contar com a colaboração de &lt;strong&gt;Di Cavalcante&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;O que isso tem a ver com o &lt;strong&gt;San&lt;/strong&gt; ? Bom ... em 1913 nosso &lt;strong&gt;Sangirardi &lt;/strong&gt;apareceu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;desse jeitinho ai embaixo, na dita revista altamente de vanguarda, &lt;span style=&quot;color: #38761d;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot; O Pirralho &quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sangirardi já estava no meio do jornalismo de vanguarda desde &quot;pirralhinho&quot; !!! Sua trajetória não poderia ter sido em nada diferente do que foi !!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cedido gentilmente pelo &amp;nbsp;jornalista &lt;strong&gt;José Sergio Rocha,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;de seu blog &amp;nbsp;- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://quemevivo.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&quot; Quem é vivo sempre Aparece &quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;posto aqui um dos muitos &quot; causos&quot; do&lt;span style=&quot;color: #990000;&quot;&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #f3f3f3;&quot;&gt;San&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, este em especial,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;tirado de um dos programas de perguntas e respostas de maior sucesso &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;da televisão &lt;strong&gt;&quot; O Céu é o Limite &quot;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;que tinha &amp;nbsp;o comando de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jota_Silvestre&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;J. Silvestre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;e cuja produção era do próprio &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #eeeeee; color: #990000;&quot;&gt;Sangirardi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&quot; &lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #eeeeee; color: #990000;&quot;&gt;Sangirardi&lt;/span&gt;, que no Google você vai conhecer mais como autor de livros sobre plantas afrodisíacas e alucinógenas (um de seus hobbies), era produtor de um dos programas de TV de maior sucesso em São Paulo e no Rio de Janeiro, nos anos 50 e 60.&lt;strong&gt; “O Céu é o limite”,&lt;/strong&gt; apresentado por &lt;strong&gt;Jota Silvestre&lt;/strong&gt;, foi o precursor dos programas de perguntas e respostas na TV Tupi. Num desses programas, um motorista de ônibus, negro, morador em São Paulo, que sabia tudo sobre Cleópatra, a rainha do Egito, estava prestes a ganhar o grande prêmio. O bordão do Jota Silvestre, sempre que alguém acertava a resposta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;era “Absolutamente certo!”. O cara estava de casamento marcado e, com este grand finale, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;receberia a casa toda montada com móveis de ótimas madeiras &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;e eletrodomésticos das melhores marcas, além do dindim de responsa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Chegou até o final? Chegou, mas não levou. Uma semana antes do último programa, o produtor Sangirardi Jr. foi “convidado” a comparecer ao Ministério da Guerra. Ainda não havia ditadura militar, mas Sangirardi ficou cabreiro. Pensou que alguém o havia denunciado como membro do Partido Comunista, algo assim. Não era nada disso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Foi recebido por um general de quatro estrelas, que se declarou fã do programa e apontou sobre a mesa quatro ou cinco livros grossos, alguns em inglês, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;outros em francês, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;biografias de Cleópatra jamais editadas no Brasil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;“Leve esses livros. Com certeza, aquele negro não leu nenhum deles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Aí tem detalhes da vida de Cleópatra que ele jamais responderá”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;“Mas general...”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;“O senhor não vai permitir que um crioulo vença no seu programa, não é? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Seria um absurdo! Crioulo não pode entender de Cleópatra”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Sangirardi não se entregou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;“O problema, general, é que as regras do programa me impedem de usar qualquer livro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;que não tenha sido editado no Brasil. Infelizmente, não posso atendê-lo”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;“Então, ponha-se daqui para fora!”, ordenou o militar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;O produtor saiu da sala da alta patente escorraçado, mas de cabeça erguida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;E torcendo para que o rodoviário ganhasse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;E ganharia, se quisesse. Antes de fazer a última pergunta, Jota Silvestre perguntou ao participante de “O céu é o limite!” se iria continuar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;ou se contentava com os prêmios já recebidos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Se concordasse, sairia sem a montanha de dinheiro, mas teria a casa toda equipada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Pressionado pela noiva, o especialista em Cleópatra amarelou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Preferiu o prêmio de consolação. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Quando ouviu a última pergunta, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;escolhida sob medida por Sangirardi, não escondeu a tristeza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;&quot;&gt;Era mais fácil do que a maioria das que respondera nas primeiras fases do programa. &quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;hr color=&quot;gray&quot; size=&quot;5&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt;</description><link>http://poetandocomsangirardi.blogspot.com/2010/02/entre-poesias-pausa-para-causos-do-san.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4204740448283526894.post-1950440016144127901</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Feb 2010 14:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-26T20:02:35.813-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poesias</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sangirardi</category><title>Ainda nos idos de 66, um Dialógo Surreal - Clea por San como ele a vê  ...</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;hr color=&quot;gray&quot; size=&quot;5&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. particular : Eu sabia que Sangirardi amava minha tia Clea ou Teinha (para a familia), mas realmente só estou tendo a exata noção do tamanho desse amor/paixão, lendo seus poemas agora. Paixão esta que espero eternizar nas ondas internetianas. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;em&gt;Os dois merecem isso.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eloina&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://poetandocomsangirardi.blogspot.com/2010/02/ainda-nos-idos-de-66-um-dialogo-surreal.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4204740448283526894.post-6121580352809912138</guid><pubDate>Sun, 31 Jan 2010 02:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-26T19:28:19.840-03:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poesias; fotos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sangirardi</category><title>Um Olhar Apaixonado nos idos de 66</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img130.imageshack.us/i/sangirardi6n.jpg/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; title=&quot;ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;340&quot; src=&quot;http://img130.imageshack.us/img130/2039/sangirardi6n.jpg&quot; width=&quot;500&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://poetandocomsangirardi.blogspot.com/2010/01/um-olhar-apaixonado-nos-idos-de-66.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4204740448283526894.post-4449624932051733834</guid><pubDate>Sun, 31 Jan 2010 01:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-31T00:22:00.773-02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poesias; fotos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sangirardi</category><title>Novas Antigas Poesias nas idas e vindas de 66</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img97.imageshack.us/i/sangirardipoesias4e5v.jpg/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; title=&quot;ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://img97.imageshack.us/img97/6306/sangirardipoesias4e5v.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://poetandocomsangirardi.blogspot.com/2010/01/novas-antigas-poesias-nas-idas-e-vindas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4204740448283526894.post-47029498952337656</guid><pubDate>Sun, 31 Jan 2010 00:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-31T00:22:30.437-02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poesias; fotos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sangirardi</category><title>Nos Idos de 66 - Poesia e Momento em Foto</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: purple; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Em algum lugar do passado - momentos no Canecão - Sam e sua musa Clea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #783f04; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;E neste mesmo passado, as madrugadas eram sempre poéticas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img33.imageshack.us/i/sangirardipoesias3.jpg/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; title=&quot;ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://img33.imageshack.us/img33/2961/sangirardipoesias3.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://poetandocomsangirardi.blogspot.com/2010/01/nos-idos-de-66-poesia-e-momento-em-foto.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4204740448283526894.post-5180490937715323100</guid><pubDate>Sun, 31 Jan 2010 00:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-01-31T00:23:00.237-02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poesias; fotos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sangirardi</category><title>Nos idos de 66 - Primeiras Poesias</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img683.imageshack.us/i/sangirardipoesias1e2g.jpg/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; title=&quot;ImageShack - Image And Video Hosting&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;http://img683.imageshack.us/img683/1371/sangirardipoesias1e2g.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://poetandocomsangirardi.blogspot.com/2010/01/nos-idos-de-66-primeiras-poesias.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4204740448283526894.post-5953213573288215981</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 Jan 2010 23:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-01T18:49:53.216-02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poesias; fotos</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Sangirardi</category><title>Idos de 1966 - Começo da Poesia Solta e Leve de Sangirardi.</title><description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Sou sobrinha de &lt;i&gt;Clea Sangirardi&lt;/i&gt;, viúva de &lt;b&gt;Sangirardi Jr&lt;/b&gt; e com permissão dela estou começando este blog com o objetivo primordial de postar as poesias feitas por este meu tio por afinidade, o qual tinha uma paixão e musa constante, minha tia. São poesias leves, carinhosas, amorosas, digitadas nas velhas máquinas de escrever dos anos 60 e que trazem um Rio de Janeiro perdido nos amores tardios, mas sempre vivos.&lt;br /&gt;
Dedico este blog para minha tia mais do que querida, Clea e para o eterno e sempre vivo &lt;b&gt;Sangirardi&lt;/b&gt; - figura carismática como pessoa e como profissional, criador de jingles imortais, criador de programas inesqueciveis, leitor voraz, inspiração de algumas aquarelas de Flávio de Carvalho, escritor de livros instigantes, sempre acompanhado por minha tia e algumas vezes, pelo indefectivel Underberg.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Figura impressa no coração de quem o conheceu de perto &lt;br /&gt;
e no imaginário coletivo de quem escuta que &lt;br /&gt;
&quot;&lt;b&gt; Melhoral, Melhoral é melhor e não faz mal &lt;/b&gt;&quot; &lt;br /&gt;
e é remetido para um passado de propagandas não tão distantes, mas sempre presentes.&lt;br /&gt;
Para o Sam,&amp;nbsp;um trecho&amp;nbsp;poético extremamente conhecido&lt;br /&gt;
de um certo amigo famoso de sua época : &lt;br /&gt;
&quot; &lt;i&gt;Que não seja imortal posto que é chama, mas que seja&amp;nbsp;infinito enquanto dure ... &lt;/i&gt;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
Que seja assim para você, Sam, eterno no que você criou e eterno para quem te conheceu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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