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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Poeta estranho, coluna Palavra Expressa no site Retratos da Alma&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Poeta estranho&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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O Poeta é um ser estranho que se magoa à toa.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ele fica triste por não quererem mais ouvir sua voz,&lt;br /&gt;
fica pensativo quando não querem mais vê-lo&lt;br /&gt;
e torna-se abatido quando o que fala passa batido.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;O Poeta é um ser estranho que se entristece à toa.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ele fica cabisbaixo por suas opiniões serem erradas,&lt;br /&gt;
fica com os olhos marejados por...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://retratosdaalma.com.br/joakim-antonio-palavra-expressa/poeta-estranho-por-taekwonmaster/"&gt;Coluna quinzenal no site Retratos da Alma.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Leu o manifesto&lt;br /&gt;
Sentou-se Oswaldo&lt;br /&gt;
Se sentiu de Andrade&lt;br /&gt;
Olhou em volta&lt;br /&gt;
Paredes, móveis e&amp;nbsp;carro na porta&lt;br /&gt;
Todos feitos de madeira&lt;br /&gt;
Leu novamente o título&lt;br /&gt;
Abriu um grande sorriso&lt;br /&gt;
Sentiu-se Poeta&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Joakim Antonio&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A poesia existe nos fatos. Os casebres de açafrão e de ocre nos verdes da Favela, sob o azul cabralino, são fatos estéticos."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Oswald de Andrade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JgJxPaMSKIE/Tw35iuqhoeI/AAAAAAAACQ8/gBfOdLBV-LY/s1600/Oswald_de_andrade_1920.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JgJxPaMSKIE/Tw35iuqhoeI/AAAAAAAACQ8/gBfOdLBV-LY/s320/Oswald_de_andrade_1920.jpg" width="187" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;José Oswald de Sousa Andrade Pereira Pinto de Oliveira Siqueira Neto , (São Paulo, 11 de janeiro de 1890 — São Paulo, 22 de outubro de 1954) foi um escritor,ensaísta e dramaturgo brasileiro.&lt;br /&gt;
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Foi um dos promotores da Semana de Arte Moderna que ocorreu 1922 em São Paulo, tornando-se um dos grandes nomes do modernismo literário brasileiro. Foi considerado pela crítica como o elemento mais rebelde do grupo, sendo o mais inovador entre estes.&lt;br /&gt;
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Autor dos dois mais importantes manifestos modernistas, o Manifesto da Poesia Pau-Brasil e o Manifesto Antropófago, bem como do primeiro livro de poemas do modernismo brasileiro afastado de toda a eloquência romântica, Pau-Brasil. &lt;br /&gt;
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O Manifesto da Poesia Pau-Brasil é do mesmo ano que o Manifesto Surrealista de André Breton, o que reforça a tese de que o Brasil estava a acompanhar plenamente o movimento das vanguardas mundiais. Tinha deixado definitivamente de ser uma forma de expressão pós-portuguesa para se afirmar plena e autonomamente. Neste manifesto Oswald defende uma poesia que seja ingênua, mas ingênua no sentido de não contaminada por formas preestabelecidas de pensar e fazer arte. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Poetas. Sem reminiscências livrescas. Sem pesquisa etimológica. Sem ontologia.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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O manifesto desenvolve-se num tom de paródia e de festa, de prosa poética pautada com frases aforísticas. Nele se expressa que o Brasil passe a ser uma cultura de exportação, à semelhança do que foi o produto pau-brasil, que a sua poesia seja um produto cultural que já não deve nada à cultura europeia e que antes pelo contrário pode vir a influenciar esta. Oswald defende uma poética espontânea e original, as formas de arte estão dominadas pelo espírito da imitação, o naturalismo era uma cópia balofa. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Só não se inventou a máquina de fazer versos — já havia o poeta parnasiano"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Afirma assim uma poesia que tem que ser revolucionária. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"A poesia existe nos fatos"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“O trabalho contra o detalhe naturalista — pela síntese, contra a morbidez romântica. — pelo equilíbrio geômetra, e pelo acabamento técnico, contra a cópia, pela invenção e pela surpresa”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Fonte: Wikipedia&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Links para baixar o Manifesto em PDF&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?zkpea9bsdb9zj61"&gt;Mediafire&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;|&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.4shared.com/office/IN07WvFm/ANDRADE_Osvald__1924__Manifest.html"&gt;4shared&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;|&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pt.scribd.com/doc/77945367/ANDRADE-Osvald-1924-Manifesto-Pau-Brasil"&gt;Scribd&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;|&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.slideshare.net/joakimantonio/andrade-osvald-1924-manifesto-pau-brasil"&gt;Slideshare&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Imagem 1:&amp;nbsp;Capa do Livro de Poesias "Pau-Brasil" de Oswald de Andrade. Ilustração por Tarsila do Amaral.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Imagem 2: Wikipédia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Eu sonhei com o futuro e nele ainda existiam guerras, a diferença eram as armas usadas, na praia era de água, em casa de travesseiros, nas ruas de abraços, nas praças eram de beijos. Ainda se exaltava o ego sempre querendo ser o maior, disputava-se quem amava mais, quem sorria melhor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Quando as disputas findavam os perdedores aceitavam seu destino sorrindo, eram sentenciados a distribuir rosas e carinhos, desde que isso fosse de suas vontades. Nada era obrigado, não havia sermões e a única Lei era seguirem seus corações.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Então perguntei para um senhor de aparência forte e linda, quando foi que a Paz chegou e ele me disse sorrindo, "Ela sempre esteve meu filho, apenas chegou um dia em que o ser humano acordou e a aceitou!".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Joakim Antonio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Aprendi, graças a amargas experiências, a única lição suprema: controlar a raiva. E assim como o calor armazenado se transforma em energia, a nossa raiva, controlada, pode se transformar em uma força capaz de mover o mundo.&lt;/i&gt;” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;"As religiões são estradas diferentes convergindo para o mesmo ponto. O que importa tomarmos caminhos diferentes desde que alcancemos o mesmo objetivo?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mahatma Gandhi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1º de Janeiro é o Dia Mundial da Paz e Dia da Fraternidade Universal, sendo assim, um feriado internacional, adotado por quase todas as nações do planeta.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
Frase:&amp;nbsp;Sabedoria de Gandhi, A - Coleção Autoestima, Richard Attenborough&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Remendando, coluna Palavra Expressa no site Retratos da Alma&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;blockquote align="center" class="tr_bq"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Remendando&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
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&lt;blockquote align="center" class="tr_bq"&gt;
Fragmentos de ideias&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Geometria de palavras&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Expressões delineadas&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Retornando para casa&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
∞&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Vidas construídas&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Momentos máximos&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
De falsas premissas&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Transformadas...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Clique abaixo para ler o texto completo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://retratosdaalma.com.br/joakim-antonio-palavra-expressa/remendando-por-taekwonmaster/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Palavra Expressa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://retratosdaalma.com.br/joakim-antonio-palavra-expressa/remendando-por-taekwonmaster/"&gt;Coluna quinzenal no site Retratos da Alma.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Renascimento, coluna Palavra Expressa no site Retratos da Alma&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote align="center" class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Renascimento&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;blockquote align="center" class="tr_bq"&gt;Há experiências inimagináveis&lt;br /&gt;
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Renascer é uma delas&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
∞&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Você vive conforme as regras&lt;br /&gt;
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ajustando-se a todas elas&lt;br /&gt;
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então um dia algo acontece&lt;br /&gt;
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e uma luz acende-se...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LvtV1f1Fy4w/TtbpBEXLsrI/AAAAAAAACPM/hfuiMaoZ1VU/s1600/Ezra+Pound.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LvtV1f1Fy4w/TtbpBEXLsrI/AAAAAAAACPM/hfuiMaoZ1VU/s320/Ezra+Pound.jpg" width="247" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Já é esperado do Poeta&lt;br /&gt;
SABER. Navegar em rumos&lt;br /&gt;
certos de IN_certas&lt;br /&gt;
palavras que sempre foram.&lt;br /&gt;
Vivendo a deriva nesse &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;barquinho&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Courier&amp;quot;, monospace;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Georgia&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Verdana&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;d&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt; de crostas, ViVas.&lt;br /&gt;
Signos.inertes.se.aglutinando&lt;br /&gt;
para formar um &lt;u&gt;quase chão&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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NO corpo das palavras, &lt;br /&gt;
somatótipos diversos.&lt;br /&gt;
No verso do rosto, &lt;br /&gt;
ângulos hÁ, vértices Vê.&lt;br /&gt;
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Repagina a imagem da imagem,&lt;br /&gt;
olhando para o próprio umbigo.&lt;br /&gt;
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Ainda conectado ao vórtice original.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Joakim Antonio&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Ele foi para a poesia deste século o que Einstein foi para a física&lt;/i&gt;", disse E.E.Cummings, corroborado por Hemingway: "&lt;i&gt;Um poeta deste século que afirme não ter sido influenciado por Ezra Pound merece mais a nossa piedade que a nossa reprovação&lt;/i&gt;".¹&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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E ASSIM EM NÍNIVE&lt;br /&gt;
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"Sim! Sou um poeta e sobre minha tumba&lt;br /&gt;
Donzelas hão de espalhar pétalas de rosas&lt;br /&gt;
E os homens, mirto, antes que a noite&lt;br /&gt;
Degole o dia com a espada escura.&lt;br /&gt;
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"Veja! não cabe a mim&lt;br /&gt;
Nem a ti objetar,&lt;br /&gt;
Pois o costume é antigo&lt;br /&gt;
E aqui em Nínive já observei&lt;br /&gt;
Mais de um cantor passar e ir habitar&lt;br /&gt;
O horto sombrio onde ninguém perturba&lt;br /&gt;
Seu sono ou canto.&lt;br /&gt;
E mais de um cantou suas canções&lt;br /&gt;
Com mais arte e mais alma do que eu;&lt;br /&gt;
E mais de um agora sobrepassa&lt;br /&gt;
Com seu laurel de flores&lt;br /&gt;
Minha beleza combalida pelas ondas,&lt;br /&gt;
Mas eu sou poeta e sobre minha tumba&lt;br /&gt;
Todos os homens hão de espalhar pétalas de rosas&lt;br /&gt;
Antes que a noite mate a luz&lt;br /&gt;
Com sua espada azul.&lt;br /&gt;
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"Não é, Ruaana, que eu soe mais alto&lt;br /&gt;
Ou mais doce que os outros. É que eu&lt;br /&gt;
Sou um Poeta, e bebo vida&lt;br /&gt;
Como os homens menores bebem vinho."&lt;br /&gt;
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Ezra Pound (tradução de Augusto de Campos)&lt;br /&gt;
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Ezra Weston Loomis Pound (Hailey, 30 de outubro de 1885 — Veneza, 1 de novembro de 1972) foi um poeta, músico e crítico literário americano que, junto com T. S. Eliot, foi uma das maiores figuras do movimento modernista da poesia do início do século XX. Ele foi o motor de diversos movimentos modernistas, notadamente do Imagismo³ e do Vorticismo³.&lt;br /&gt;
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Obra e influência&lt;br /&gt;
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Sua obra, carregada de citações e alusões históricas, permanece uma das mais controversas da poesia deste século. A influência de Ezra Pound e do seu projecto de renovação da linguagem poética fez-se sentir em Joyce, Yeats, William Carlos Williams e particularmente em T. S. Eliot, que submeteu o manuscrito da sua obra The Waste Land à apreciação de Pound antes de o publicar em 1922. As correcções feitas por Pound mereceram-lhe a dedicatória de Eliot: "For Ezra Pound, il miglior fabbro" (A Ezra Pound, o melhor artífice).²&lt;br /&gt;
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1.Frase e poema: &lt;a href="http://www.culturapara.art.br/opoema/ezrapound/ezrapound.htm"&gt;O Poema&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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2.Biografia: &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ezra_Pound"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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3.Imagismo: &lt;a href="http://www.infoescola.com/movimentos-artisticos/imagismo/"&gt;Infoescola&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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4.Vorticismo: &lt;a href="http://www.infoescola.com/movimentos-artisticos/vorticismo/"&gt;Infoescola&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Excelente artigo de &amp;nbsp;Rodrigo Petrônio, Ezra Pound: o calor convida à sombra: &lt;a href="http://www.revista.agulha.nom.br/ag25pound.htm"&gt;Revista Agulha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Página com biografia, poemas e frases&amp;nbsp; de Ezra Pound (em inglês): &lt;a href="http://poemhunter.com/ezra-pound/"&gt;PoemHunter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2761015155572372177-7087779665438650848?l=descortinamental.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Felix Lope de Vega Carpio&lt;br /&gt;
1562 - 1635&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Casado, solteiro&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Amante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Soldado, civil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Escrevente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sagrado, profano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Monstro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Criado, criador&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Poeta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Para um quase credo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Um quase Deus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Joakim Antonio&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Lope de Vega escreveu mais de um milhão de versos, Cervantes o chamou de Monstro da Natureza, era um poeta do povo e após sua morte a inquisição proibiu uma paródia do credo, famosa dentro e fora da Espanha, que começava dizendo:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Creo en Lope todopoderoso, poeta del cielo y de la tierra...”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Félix Lope de Vega, também citado como Félix Lope de Vega Carpio ou Lope Félix de Vega Carpio, (25 de Novembro de 1562 – 27 de Agosto de 1635) foi um dramaturgo, autor de peças teatrais e poeta espanhol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sua produção literária compõe-se de 426 comédias e 42 autos, além de milhares de poesias líricas, cartas, romances, poemas épicos e burlescos, livros religiosos e históricos, entre eles os extensos poemas como La Dragontea (1598) e La Gatomaquia (1634), os poemas curtos Rimas (1604), Rimas sacras (1614), Romancero Espiritual (1619) e a célebre écloga Amarilis (1633) - uma homenagem à amada morta. Ainda são destaques por sua originalidade, os épicos Jerusalén conquistada (1609), o Pastores de Belém (1612) e o romance dramático La Dorotea (1632).&lt;br /&gt;
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Seus contemporâneos o chamaram de "Monstro da Natureza" por ter escrito mais de 1.500 peças de teatro. Entre elas destacam-se as inspiradas em histórias e lendas espanholas: O melhor juiz, o Rei; Peribánez e o Comendador de Ocaña; Fuenteovejuna; O cavaleiro de Olmedo. As históricas: O castigo sem vingança; Contra o valor não há infortúnio. As mitológicas: O pelego de ouro, Vênus. As comédias de costume: O aço de Madri; A dama boba. &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/F%C3%A9lix_Lope_de_Vega"&gt;Wikipédia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Em julho de 2011 foi lançado em DVD o filme Lope, que estreou em 2010, dirigido pelo cineasta brasileiro Andrucha Waddington.&amp;nbsp; O filme é uma coprodução hispano-brasileira e conta os primeiros passos do dramaturgo espanhol Lope de Vega, um dos mestres do Século de Ouro espanhol, que tem no elenco os brasileiros Sônia Braga e Selton Mello. &lt;a href="http://www1.folha.uol.com.br/ilustrada/791904-filme-sobre-lope-de-vega-com-sonia-braga-e-selton-mello-estreia-na-espanha.shtml"&gt;Folha.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Como todos, coluna Palavra Expressa no site Retratos da Alma&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote align="center" class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Como todos&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote align="center" class="tr_bq"&gt;Era igual aos outros&lt;br /&gt;
fazia rir a todos&lt;br /&gt;
entretinha-os&lt;br /&gt;
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∞&lt;br /&gt;
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Realmente tinha o dom&lt;br /&gt;
falava pouquíssimo&lt;br /&gt;
mas sorria...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://retratosdaalma.com.br/joakim-antonio-palavra-expressa/como-todos-por-taekwonmaster/"&gt;Coluna quinzenal no site Retratos da Alma.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Quando leio versos que divergem por não convergirem aos interesses, quando leio polêmicas causadas por&amp;nbsp; prosas que ousaram falar mal da rosa, quando ouço palavras que contradizem o pensamento vigente da cena cultural engessada e repaginada, eu começo a contestar meus poemas engavetados e debater com meus textos, na vã tentativa de chegar a um consenso de porque eu deveria tentar publicar palavras avessas ao clero, quase endeusado, que manda e desmanda apontando o dedo para baixo das asas e dizendo, "Esse poeta é maravilhoso.", enquanto aponta o dedo para o povo e diz, "Venham a mim todos que concordam, pois esses talvez, quem sabe e por sorte, serão publicados."&lt;br /&gt;
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Eu olho para o passado e vejo apenas um abaixo-assinado autografado, como fosse quadro a ser leiloado no futuro e com a esperança de que ao colocar o nome de um Poeta no cabeçalho, houvesse a possibilidade dele ser abaixo-assassinado por palavras, parece que se esqueceram do que tanto pregavam e do ditado que diz que ao apontar-se um dedo para alguém, contra você apontam três.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mas grandes poetas trazem consigo um vírus feito de palavras que se espalham e têm o poder de transformar outros em Poetas também, o triste é que há mais vozes por ele depois de ter partido, não por terem ficado calados, mas por a música ser tão alta que não puderam ser ouvidos.&lt;br /&gt;
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Joakim Antonio&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RESPONSABILIDADES - Bruno Tolentino&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ah, o país dos poetas! Quanto mais&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;improvável aqui, no pobre agora&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;dos desastres morais, quanto mais fora&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;das probabilidades do fugaz,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;quanto mais sujo, mais doente, mais&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;esquecidiço, quanto mais demora&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;a aparecer esse país, a hora&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;de defender-lhe as torres ancestrais,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;as coisas que fundaram esta linguagem,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;ou a replantaram aqui nesta paisagem&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;insultada mas certa do que é,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;a hora de erigir-se alguma fé&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;faz-se mais clara e cheia de coragem&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;que obriga a não ceder, a fincar pé!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Bruno Lúcio de Carvalho Tolentino (Rio de Janeiro, 12 de novembro de 1940 — São Paulo, 27 de junho de 2007) foi um poeta brasileiro.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;Vida e obra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nascido em 1940, numa tradicional família carioca, conviveu desde criança com intelectuais e escritores próximos à família, entre eles Cecília Meireles (a quem o poeta sempre se referiu carinhosamente como Tia Cecília), Manuel Bandeira, Carlos Drummond de Andrade e João Cabral de Melo Neto. Primo do crítico literário brasileiro Antonio Candido e da crítica teatral Bárbara Heliodora, seu trisavô, Antônio Nicolau Tolentino, foi conselheiro do Império e fundador da Caixa Econômica Federal. Foi instruído em inglês e francês ao mesmo tempo de sua alfabetização no português.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Bruno Tolentino recebeu o Prêmio Jabuti três vezes pelos livros "As horas de Katharina" em 1995, "O mundo como ideia" em 2003 e "Imitação do amanhecer" em 2007. "A balada do cárcere", recebeu os prêmios Cruz e Souza de poesia, em 1996, e o Abgar Renault, em 1997. &lt;br /&gt;
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Em 2003 recebeu o Prêmio José Ermírio de Moraes da Academia Brasileira de Letras (ABL).&lt;br /&gt;
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Era considerado polêmico e em entrevista a Revista Veja, criticou Caetano Veloso, Chico Buarque. Trocou ofensas com críticos literários do Brasil e professores de filosofia da USP.&lt;br /&gt;
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Livros publicados&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anulação e outros reparos (São Paulo: Massao Ohno, 1963)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;Le vrai le vain (Paris: Actuels, 1971)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;About the hunt (Oxford: OPN, 1979)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;As horas de Katharina (São Paulo: Companhia das Letras, 1994)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;Os deuses de hoje (Rio de Janeiro: Record, 1995)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;Os sapos de ontem (Rio de Janeiro: Diadorim, 1995)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;A balada do cárcere (Rio de Janeiro: Topbooks, 1996)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;O mundo como Ideia (São Paulo: Globo, 2002)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;&lt;div&gt;A imitação do amanhecer (São Paulo: Globo, 2006)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Citações sobre sua obra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Publicadas na edição de "As Horas de Katharina", Companhia das Letras)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Um dos melhores poetas da atualidade, ele é sem dúvida um 'daqueles poucos' que fazem a cultura de uma época." (Yves Bonnefoy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Há muitos anos admiro em Bruno Tolentino um poeta de raro talento respaldado por uma vasta cultura, que abrange diversas línguas e diversas literaturas. Tanto esse conhecimento como essa experiência fazem da sua uma das mentes mais bem equipadas para abordar o problema da poesia em nosso tempo." (Jean Starobinski)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Seus poemas exalam uma dor tão justa que só sua perfeição formal torna suportável." (Saint-John Perse)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Para saber mais:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Revista Dicta&amp;amp;Contradicta do Instituto de Formação e Educação:&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.dicta.com.br/tags/bruno-tolentino/"&gt;http://www.dicta.com.br/tags/bruno-tolentino/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sagração do Poeta Maldito:&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.plataforma.paraapoesia.nom.br/2005btentrevista.htm"&gt;http://www.plataforma.paraapoesia.nom.br/2005btentrevista.htm&lt;/a&gt;(entrevista concedida por Bruno Tolentino a Cláudia Cordeiro Reis, foi publicada em parte na revista Continente Multicultural, em setembro de 2003, n. 33, p.34 a37. transcrita sem cortes. Atualizado apenas a apresentação)    &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Jornal de Poesia &lt;a href="http://www.jornaldepoesia.jor.br/btolentino.html"&gt;http://www.jornaldepoesia.jor.br/btolentino.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bruno Tolentino (1940-2007) &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.olavodecarvalho.org/semana/070704dce.html"&gt;http://www.olavodecarvalho.org/semana/070704dce.html&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;por Olavo de Carvalho Diário do Comércio (editorial), 04 de julho de 2007&lt;/li&gt;
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O Poeta desafia conceitos, entorta as regras, fala de amor com a bravura da guerra e gostaria de parar guerras com uma flor. Cada palavra que não sai de sua boca, cada verso impedido de adornar o papel, vira angustia e consome-o, torna-o mais inferno que céu. Ele explode em sílabas tônicas e conjuga verdades improferíveis, por aqueles que deveriam ser os primeiros a dizê-las. É preciso compreendê-lo, mas não desculpá-lo, pois nenhum deles, do mais amável ao intolerável, declamou um poema sequer que se arrependesse.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Joakim Antonio&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pessoal intransferível, Torquato Neto.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Escute, meu chapa: um poeta não se faz com versos. É o risco, é estar sempre a perigo sem medo, é inventar o perigo e estar sempre recriando dificuldades pelo menos maiores, é destruir a linguagem e explodir com ela. Nada nos bolsos e nas mãos. Sabendo: perigoso, divino, maravilhoso.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poetar é simples, como dois e dois são quatro sei que a vida vale a pena etc. Difícil é não correr com os versos debaixo do braço. Difícil é não cortar o cabelo quando a barra pesa. Difícil, pra quem não é poeta, é não trair a sua poesia, que, pensando bem, não é nada, se você está sempre pronto a temer tudo; menos o ridículo de declamar versinhos sorridentes. E sair por aí, ainda por cima sorridente mestre de cerimônias, "herdeiro" da poesia dos que levaram a coisa até o fim e continuam levando, graças a Deus.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E fique sabendo: quem não se arrisca não pode berrar. Citação: leve um homem e um boi ao matadouro. O que berrar mais na hora do perigo é o homem, nem que seja o boi. Adeusão (Publicado na Coluna Geleia Geral de 14/09/ 1971).”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Torquato Pereira de Araújo Neto (Teresina, 9 de novembro de 1944 — Rio de Janeiro, 10 de novembro de 1972) foi um poeta, jornalista, letrista de música popular, experimentador da contracultura brasileiro.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Torquato envolveu-se ativamente na cena cultural soteropolitana, onde conheceu, além de Gil, Caetano Veloso, Gal Costa e Maria Bethânia. Em 1962, mudou-se para o Rio de Janeiro para estudar jornalismo na universidade, mas nunca chegou a se formar. Trabalhou para diversos veículos da imprensa carioca, com colunas sobre cultura no Correio da Manhã, Jornal dos Sports e Última Hora. Torquato atuava como um agente cultural e polemista defensor das manifestações artísticas de vanguarda, como a Tropicália, o Cinema Marginal e a Poesia Concreta, circulando no meio cultural efervescente da época, ao lado de amigos como os poetas Décio Pignatari, Augusto e Haroldo de Campos, o cineasta Ivan Cardoso e o artista plástico Hélio Oiticica. Nesta época, Torquato passou a ser visto como um dos participantes do Tropicalismo, tendo escrito o breviário "Tropicalismo para principiantes", onde defendeu a necessidade de criar um "pop" genuinamente brasileiro: "Assumir completamente tudo que a vida dos trópicos pode dar, sem preconceitos de ordem estética, sem cogitar de cafonice ou mau gosto, apenas vivendo a tropicalidade e o novo universo que ela encerra, ainda desconhecido". Torquato também foi um importante letrista de canções icônicas do movimento tropicalista. O cineasta Ivan Cardoso produziu o documentário Torquato Neto, o Anjo Torto da Tropicália. Os Titãs musicaram seu poema Go Back, que deu nome ao disco da banda de 1988.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Para mais visitem o excelente site &lt;a href="http://www.torquatoneto.com.br/"&gt;TorQUaTo nEto = O AnJO tORtO&lt;/a&gt; contendo sua história, músicas, vídeos, noticias, publicações e a prosa e verso de Torquato Neto.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.revistafenix.pro.br/vol11Edwar.php"&gt;TODA PALAVRA GUARDA UMA CILADA: TORQUATO NETO ENTRE A VERTIGEM E A VIAGEM&lt;/a&gt; - Texto que propõe uma apropriação e uma revisão histórica dos textos torquateanos, de modo que eles possam expressar as condições de existir para parte da juventude brasileira nos anos sessenta. F&lt;i&gt;ênix - Revista de história e assuntos culturais.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Letras de músicas: &lt;a href="http://letras.terra.com.br/torquato-neto/"&gt;Letras Terra Torquato Neto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2761015155572372177-4401137733104887614?l=descortinamental.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Ela não soube, ou até soube e eu que não sei, as conversas estreitas que poderíamos ter.&lt;br /&gt;
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Iríamos jogar conversas fora e depois recolhê-las do ar, condensá-las em textos maravilhosos de aprendizados raros, e mesmo tentado a escrever diálogos, eu apenas narraria a beleza de beber dessa poesia que flui desse mar chamado Cecília. &lt;br /&gt;
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Talvez discutiríamos sobre espaço-tempo, de como disputas tolas são vencidas por ele e as palavras certas passam através, então falaríamos um pouco de solidão, da autoimposta e da não esperada, do esquecimento pela ausência e de como a encontro bem menos do que ela merece.&lt;br /&gt;
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Por fim, pediria conselhos de escrita da educadora, dicas de mãe da escritora e mostraria, com intenção de receber mais críticas que elogios, textos recheados de sonhos e destinados as novas e velhas crianças.&lt;br /&gt;
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Agora fecho o livro e penso, com certeza ela soube.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Joakim Antonio&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Motivo (Cecília Meireles)&lt;br /&gt;
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Eu canto porque o instante existe&lt;br /&gt;
e a minha vida está completa.&lt;br /&gt;
Não sou alegre nem triste:&lt;br /&gt;
sou poeta.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Irmão das coisas fugidias,&lt;br /&gt;
não sinto gozo nem tormento.&lt;br /&gt;
Atravesso noites e dias&lt;br /&gt;
no vento.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Se desmorono ou edifico,&lt;br /&gt;
se permaneço ou me desfaço,&lt;br /&gt;
- não sei, não sei. Não sei se fico&lt;br /&gt;
ou passo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Sei que canto. E a canção é tudo.&lt;br /&gt;
Tem sangue eterno e asa ritmada.&lt;br /&gt;
E sei que um dia estarei mudo:&lt;br /&gt;
- mais nada&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;Cecília Benevides de Carvalho Meireles (Rio de Janeiro, 7 de novembro de 1901 — Rio de Janeiro, 9 de novembro de 1964) foi uma poetisa, pintora, professora e jornalista brasileira. É considerada uma das vozes líricas mais importantes das literaturas de língua portuguesa.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Sua poesia, traduzida para o espanhol, francês, italiano, inglês, alemão, húngaro, hindu e urdu, e musicada por Alceu Bocchino, Luis Cosme, Letícia Figueiredo, Ênio Freitas, Camargo Guarnieri, Francisco Mingnone, Lamartine Babo, Bacharat, Norman Frazer, Ernest Widma e Fagner, foi assim julgada pelo crítico Paulo Rónai:&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Considero o lirismo de Cecília Meireles o mais elevado da moderna poesia de língua portuguesa.  Nenhum outro poeta iguala o seu desprendimento, a sua fluidez, o seu poder transfigurador, a sua simplicidade e seu preciosismo, porque Cecília, só ela, se acerca da nossa poesia primitiva e do nosso lirismo espontâneo...A poesia de Cecília Meireles é uma das mais puras, belas e válidas manifestações da literatura contemporânea&lt;/i&gt;." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.releituras.com/cmeireles_bio.asp"&gt;© Projeto Releituras&lt;/a&gt; Visite e conheça mais de Cecília Meireles.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2761015155572372177-9114168965514474751?l=descortinamental.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dissecção, coluna Palavra Expressa no site Retratos da Alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote align="center" class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dissecção&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Há intrinsecamente no Poeta essa fome de ver as estrelas de perto, capturar sua beleza, em versos que queimam como Sóis.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Há indivisivelmente no Poeta um outro ser, calado, que sempre amará demais, fingindo ser mais um adulto controlado.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Há indubitavelmente no Poeta...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Clique abaixo para ler o texto completo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://retratosdaalma.com.br/joakim-antonio-palavra-expressa/disseccao-por-taekwonmaster/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Palavra Expressa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://retratosdaalma.com.br/joakim-antonio-palavra-expressa/disseccao-por-taekwonmaster/"&gt;Coluna quinzenal no site Retratos da Alma.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;Chegou meu Box do Chico Buarque que ganhei no sorteio do &lt;a href="http://passeandopelocotidiano.blogspot.com/2011/11/resultado-promocao-top-comentarista-do.html"&gt;Blog Passeando pelo Cotidiando&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Box - Essencial - Chico Buarque - 4 CDs + DVD&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Artista: Chico Buarque&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Gravadora: Sony Music &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Categoria: MPB / Cantores e (As)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Esta caixa resume o essencial da obra de Chico Buarque em quatro temas: Samba e Amor; Todo o Sentimento; Cotidiano e Entre Amigos, Paratodos. São 56 faixas reunindo canções de todas as fases do cantor e compositor. Além dos quatro CDs, trazemos o DVD Chico ou País da Delicadeza Perdida, especial que Chico estrelou para a televisão francesa em 1990.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Deixo aqui meu muitíssimo Obrigado a Suzy e o Thomaz da Equipe Passeando pelo Cotidiano e faço um convite para que visitem e conheçam o blog que tem posts diários de variedades e cultura, aproveitem que está rolando outra promoção por lá.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2761015155572372177-1518806505324228957?l=descortinamental.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"E eu nem quero fingir que sou gente grande."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Renata Fagundes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;Na verdade ninguém é gente grande, aliás somos só grandes e ninguém deixa de ser criança, só não admite. Você quer brincar com os amigos, quer colo, cantar músicas e comer coisa gostosa. Não vê a hora de chegar em casa, e os melhores momentos, são os de fazer nada importante, falar besteira e beijo melado.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joakim Antonio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2761015155572372177-7564225691461014734?l=descortinamental.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Casa nova, coluna Palavra Expressa no site Retratos da Alma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Convido-o a ler e ser lindamente surpreendido &lt;br /&gt;
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pelos retratos em linhas &lt;br /&gt;
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da alma de todos os escritores.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Casa Nova&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Muros erguidos com pedaços de sonhos&lt;br /&gt;
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Pisos brancos lisos esperando serem escritos&lt;br /&gt;
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Coliseu não usado com guerras a travar&lt;br /&gt;
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Guerreiros enfurecidos lutando antes de entrar&lt;br /&gt;
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Parque coberto com lona de tecido espesso&lt;br /&gt;
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Forrando a vergonha o ódio e desespero&lt;br /&gt;
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∞&lt;br /&gt;
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Mas o fogo teima...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Clique abaixo para ler o texto completo&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://retratosdaalma.com.br/joakim-antonio-palavra-expressa/casa-nova-por-taekwonmaster/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Palavra Expressa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para todos que já escreveram e disseram&lt;br /&gt;
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EU TE AMO&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;seja em qualquer pedaço de papel&lt;br /&gt;
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ou dito apenas com um beijo&lt;br /&gt;
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mas vindo do fundo do coração&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Feliz dia do Poeta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dia 20 de Outubro é o Dia Nacional do Poeta&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2761015155572372177-2598559028072582493?l=descortinamental.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Somos lufadas de ar, gotas do oceano.&lt;br /&gt;
Folha soltas pelo ar e no chão, viajando.&lt;br /&gt;
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Estamos voando, alguns andando,&lt;br /&gt;
mas sempre, em todos os tempos,&lt;br /&gt;
vivemos pensando em ser, ter,&lt;br /&gt;
ou invertemos a ordem&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Qual o mais importante?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Depende do instante, do local&lt;br /&gt;
e de quem está com você,&lt;br /&gt;
quem você quer&lt;br /&gt;
realmente ser&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A vida surpreende, não por enganar,&lt;br /&gt;
mas porque tudo tem seu lugar,&lt;br /&gt;
que não é o querer seu nem meu,&lt;br /&gt;
é apenas a vida.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mais vento, mais água, mais tudo!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Descortinando-se, descortinando-nos,&lt;br /&gt;
mostrando que podemos ser,&lt;br /&gt;
tudo que pensamos poder.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Vivemos nos propagando&lt;br /&gt;
em linhas conjuntas,&lt;br /&gt;
você nas minhas,&lt;br /&gt;
eu em você.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reflexões baseadas na jornada de 49 dias do Sefirat ha Omer, publicadas no blog no período de 20 de abril a 09 de junho de 2011.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Houve um &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/04/convite-uma-jornada.html"&gt;Convite a uma jornada&lt;/a&gt;, de &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/04/amor-ilimitado.html"&gt;Amor (I)Limitado&lt;/a&gt;, onde resolvi andar &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/04/compaixao.html"&gt;Com_Paixão&lt;/a&gt;, tonando-a uma&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/04/constante.html"&gt;Constante&lt;/a&gt; durantes esses dias. Aprendi que &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/04/humildade.html"&gt;Humildade&lt;/a&gt; é um dos elos da &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/04/alianca.html"&gt;Aliança&lt;/a&gt; que faz surgir a &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/04/nobreza.html"&gt;Nobreza&lt;/a&gt; da alma. Em&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/04/silencio.html"&gt;Silêncio&lt;/a&gt; comecei a &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/04/organizacao.html"&gt;Organização&lt;/a&gt; da casa, em busca da &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/04/satisfacao.html"&gt;Satisfação&lt;/a&gt; que só a &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/04/continuidade.html"&gt;Continuidade&lt;/a&gt; de uma profunda &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/introspeccao.html"&gt;Introspecção&lt;/a&gt; de &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/principios.html"&gt;Princípios&lt;/a&gt; poderia &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/encorajar.html"&gt;Encorajar&lt;/a&gt; a enfrentar. Aflorou uma &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/emocao.html"&gt;Emoção&lt;/a&gt; que vivia em &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/restricao.html"&gt;Restrição&lt;/a&gt;, mas era apenas &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/empatia.html"&gt;Empatia&lt;/a&gt;, surgida da &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/convivencia.html"&gt;Convivência&lt;/a&gt; com todos aumentando minha &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/gratidao.html"&gt;Gratidão&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um bom &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/proposito.html"&gt;Propósito&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;traz consigo &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/dignidade.html"&gt;Dignidade&lt;/a&gt;, mas só com &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/paciencia.html"&gt;Paciência&lt;/a&gt; alcançaremos a &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/autoconfianca.html"&gt;Autoconfiança&lt;/a&gt; que nos dá&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/tranquilidade.html"&gt;Tranquilidade&lt;/a&gt;. Muitos ignoram que há uma&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/forca.html"&gt;Força&lt;/a&gt; maior que eles, pois significa &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/submissao.html"&gt;Submissão&lt;/a&gt;, que não sabem também ser sinônimo de respeito. &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/vinculos.html"&gt;Vínculos&lt;/a&gt; de amor nos fortalecem, e ao vê-los se multiplicar, temos &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/orgulho.html"&gt;Orgulho&lt;/a&gt; da&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/generosidade.html"&gt;Generosidade&lt;/a&gt; ainda existente em nosso país. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/compreensao.html"&gt;Compreensão&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/carinho.html"&gt;Carinho&lt;/a&gt; para com os outros ainda é um&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/desafio.html"&gt;Desafio&lt;/a&gt;, assim como conseguir alcançar a &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/modestia.html"&gt;Modéstia&lt;/a&gt; de saber que sem &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/uniao.html"&gt;União&lt;/a&gt; não há verdadeira vitória. O &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/respeito.html"&gt;Respeito&lt;/a&gt; ao &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/entusiasmo.html"&gt;Entusiasmo&lt;/a&gt; e sonhos do outro nos trará mais &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/entendimento.html"&gt;Entendimento&lt;/a&gt;, pois ao &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/compartilhar.html"&gt;Compartilhar&lt;/a&gt; dos sonhos alheios, haverá uma &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/renovacao.html"&gt;Renovação&lt;/a&gt; dos nossos. Para uma &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/apreciacao.html"&gt;Apreciação&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;completa do outro devemos saber que tudo gera &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/envolvimento.html"&gt;Envolvimento&lt;/a&gt;. A vida é &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/05/cooperacao.html"&gt;Cooperação&lt;/a&gt; constante. Não jogar lixo no chão, por exemplo, é uma &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/06/gentileza.html"&gt;Gentileza&lt;/a&gt; que o mundo inteiro agradece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Devemos ser a mudança, tendo &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/06/integridade.html"&gt;Integridade&lt;/a&gt; de também fazer o que pedimos. Quem sabe não somos a peça que falta para o&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/06/equilibrio.html"&gt;Equilíbrio&lt;/a&gt; no mundo. Agir com &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/06/determinacao.html"&gt;Determinação&lt;/a&gt; em busca dos sonhos, não é utopia. Entre todos que já venceram, não há quem não &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/06/agradeca.html"&gt;Agradeça&lt;/a&gt; a palavra certa, que lhes deu &lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/06/confianca.html"&gt;Confiança&lt;/a&gt; para mudar e vencer, alcançando a&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/06/soberania.html"&gt;Soberania&lt;/a&gt; de seu próprio castelo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/09/menino-que-corre-o-chamado.html"&gt;Menino me diz mais coisa?&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/09/menino-que-corre-o-chamado.html"&gt;Posso dizer não.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/09/menino-que-corre-o-chamado.html"&gt;Como faço para poder saber?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://descortinamental.blogspot.com/2011/09/menino-que-corre-o-chamado.html"&gt;Vem morar no meu coração.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Vem morar juntinho comigo&lt;br /&gt;
fazer da terra seu mundo&lt;br /&gt;
esquecer desse ódio profundo&lt;br /&gt;
por quem não é seu igual&lt;br /&gt;
esquecer de que somos gente&lt;br /&gt;
na verdade somos sementes&lt;br /&gt;
de um novo capiau&lt;br /&gt;
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Que irá nascer nessa terra&lt;br /&gt;
vermelha e sempre bela&lt;br /&gt;
de verde e azul das águas&lt;br /&gt;
natureza perfeita&lt;br /&gt;
golfinho e baleia&lt;br /&gt;
lobo e pica pau&lt;br /&gt;
de onça pintada&lt;br /&gt;
na pele, no corpo e na alma&lt;br /&gt;
do nosso pais natal&lt;br /&gt;
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Menino tu fala tão grande&lt;br /&gt;
como gente enorme já&lt;br /&gt;
de onde vem essa sabedoria?&lt;br /&gt;
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Vem do fogo e da terra, da água e do ar.&lt;br /&gt;
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Menino tu é muito novo, para falar coisa assim.&lt;br /&gt;
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É que pra tu sou menino&lt;br /&gt;
mas pro mundo sou um irmão&lt;br /&gt;
que fala com ele&lt;br /&gt;
sem medo&lt;br /&gt;
sem pressão&lt;br /&gt;
de ser, de fazer&lt;br /&gt;
apenas querendo me conhecer&lt;br /&gt;
na verdade eu sou qualquer um&lt;br /&gt;
desses que você vê todo dia&lt;br /&gt;
a mulher que entra no ônibus&lt;br /&gt;
o jovem em sua rotina&lt;br /&gt;
sou velhinho de bengala&lt;br /&gt;
e também acompanhante&lt;br /&gt;
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TODOS&lt;br /&gt;
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precisando de alguém que lhe levante&lt;br /&gt;
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Mas aqui&lt;br /&gt;
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Aqui eu sou fera&lt;br /&gt;
eu sou lindo&lt;br /&gt;
eu sou simplesmente&lt;br /&gt;
menino&lt;br /&gt;
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E ai, vem brincar comigo?&lt;br /&gt;
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Só se for agora.&lt;br /&gt;
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Vambora!&lt;br /&gt;
Vambora!&lt;br /&gt;
Vambora!&lt;br /&gt;
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Simbolo de todo começo&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu faço o que todos fazem&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Você tem que ser o espelho da mudança que está propondo. Se eu quero mudar o mundo, tenho que começar por mim." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mahatma Gandhi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wcirPB1Ade4/ToiIncgvMMI/AAAAAAAABuI/eR0BlsxgNy4/s1600/555px-Gandhi_and_child.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wcirPB1Ade4/ToiIncgvMMI/AAAAAAAABuI/eR0BlsxgNy4/s200/555px-Gandhi_and_child.jpg" width="185" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi, mais conhecido popularmente por Mahatma Gandhi (Mahatma, do sânscrito "grande alma") (Nova Deli, 2 de outubro de 1869 - 30 de janeiro de 1948) foi um dos idealizadores e fundadores do moderno estado indiano e um influente defensor do Satyagraha¹ (princípio da não-agressão, forma não violenta de protesto) como um meio de revolução. Ele também é um dos pensadores mais influentes por propagar mensagens de paz para a humanidade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Indicações para o Prêmio Nobel da Paz &lt;br /&gt;
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Gandhi nunca recebeu o prêmio Nobel da Paz, apesar de ter sido indicado cinco vezes entre 1937 e 1948. Décadas depois, no entanto, o erro foi reconhecido pelo comitê organizador do Nobel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quando o Dalai Lama Tenzin Gyatso recebeu o prêmio em 1989, o presidente do comitê disse que o prêmio era "em parte um tributo à memória de Mahatma Gandhi".&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ao longo de sua vida, as atividades de Gandhi atraíram todo tipo de comentário e opinião.&lt;br /&gt;
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Winston Churchill chegou a chamá-lo de "faquir castanho".&lt;br /&gt;
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Sobre Gandhi, Albert Einstein disse que as gerações por vir terão dificuldade em acreditar que um homem como este realmente existiu e caminhou sobre a Terra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Satyagraha é um termo hindi composto por duas palavras: Satya, que pode ser traduzida como verdade; e agraha que significa firmeza, constância, é uma filosofia desenvolvida por Gandhi para o movimento de Resistência não-violenta na Índia&lt;br /&gt;
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Gandhi empregou o satyagraha na campanha de independência da Índia e também durante sua permanência na Africa do Sul. A teoria do Satyagraha influenciou Martin Luther King, Jr. durante a campanha que ele liderou pelos direitos civis nos Estados Unidos da América.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2761015155572372177-5287468339523658519?l=descortinamental.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um Belo Instante em Palavra Expressa no site Retratos da Alma&lt;br /&gt;
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Seja bem vindo a visitar, refletir e se emocionar com todos os escritores.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amei o desenho da nuvem&lt;br /&gt;
mas ele se desmanchou&lt;br /&gt;
amei a brancura da espuma&lt;br /&gt;
mas ela se liquefez&lt;br /&gt;
amei o verde das folhas&lt;br /&gt;
mas elas secaram&lt;br /&gt;
amei o céu da manhã&lt;br /&gt;
mas a noite chegou&lt;br /&gt;
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∞&lt;br /&gt;
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Quando ia ficar triste...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XKDJAtb6TAg/TnlB_iCFDUI/AAAAAAAABto/a8UF_7OpXyM/s1600/ser+humano.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XKDJAtb6TAg/TnlB_iCFDUI/AAAAAAAABto/a8UF_7OpXyM/s320/ser+humano.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nós todos somos humanos. Não discrimine.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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Preconceitos velados&lt;br /&gt;
cores subestimadas&lt;br /&gt;
para o bem, para o mal&lt;br /&gt;
peles subestimadas&lt;br /&gt;
tamanhos diferentes&lt;br /&gt;
na grana, no tratamento&lt;br /&gt;
momentos imperfeitos&lt;br /&gt;
dependendo da sua cor&lt;br /&gt;
momentos perfeitos&lt;br /&gt;
dependendo do seu humor&lt;br /&gt;
palavras ferinas&lt;br /&gt;
em todas as línguas&lt;br /&gt;
ao menor erro&lt;br /&gt;
seja onde for&lt;br /&gt;
a falha fica por último&lt;br /&gt;
primeiro apontamos a cor&lt;br /&gt;
em diversos lugares&lt;br /&gt;
quando a cor é a mesma&lt;br /&gt;
apontamos nacionalidades&lt;br /&gt;
raça não é desculpa&lt;br /&gt;
a não ser que seja&lt;br /&gt;
realmente burro&lt;br /&gt;
ou queira fazer&lt;br /&gt;
verdadeiro drama&lt;br /&gt;
pois qualquer um&lt;br /&gt;
com discernimento sabe&lt;br /&gt;
somos todos&lt;br /&gt;
Raça Humana&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Joakim Antonio&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Dê uma passadinha por lá e se delicie também com os outros retratistas&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Palavras desmedidas sem métrica&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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