<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055</id><updated>2011-07-28T22:34:58.672-07:00</updated><category term='Cadeira Nr. 26'/><category term='o globo'/><category term='dia do indio'/><category term='Andrea Lucia'/><category term='Haiku'/><category term='Haigatos'/><category term='Kigo'/><category term='catador de papel'/><category term='Selmo Vasconcellos'/><category term='Tchello d´Barros'/><category term='A Poetisa'/><category term='Hugo Pontes'/><category term='oi futuro'/><category term='ações'/><category term='Café Filosófico Das Quatro'/><category term='pintora'/><category term='Arte de Viver'/><category term='chris christina magalhaes herrmann'/><category term='Chris-Borboleta'/><category term='Revista Mirante'/><category term='isabel de luca'/><category term='Valdir Alvarenga'/><category term='Luiz Fernando Prôa'/><category term='Círculo Brasileiro de Colônia e.V.'/><category term='arte'/><category term='tico santa cruz'/><category term='raiz'/><category term='munique'/><category term='go-brazil.de'/><category term='Artista Visual'/><category term='Janete Schaefer'/><category term='Poeta Visual'/><category term='Paulo Ciranda'/><category term='Arte Digital'/><category term='Chega de Hipocrisia'/><category term='Katia Ceregatto'/><category term='Claudia Brino'/><category term='Haikus'/><category term='Antônio Canuto'/><category term='Concretismo'/><category term='ning'/><category term='Nós'/><category term='Trova'/><category term='Chris Herrmann'/><category term='Airam Magalhães'/><category term='Academia Momento Lítero-Cultural'/><category term='Darci Weihs'/><category term='Al Stewart'/><category term='Haicais'/><category term='rubem cesar fernandes'/><category term='coronel jorge da silva'/><category term='Rendição'/><category term='K. David Harrison'/><category term='Poesia Visual'/><category term='editora protexto'/><category term='CBDD'/><category term='CF4'/><category term='Trovas'/><category term='Byafra'/><category term='Basho'/><category term='DotSUB'/><category term='Haicai'/><category term='Icaro'/><category term='Soraya Vieira'/><category term='borboleta'/><category term='livro'/><category term='Boletim Informativo'/><category term='ABD'/><category term='oi'/><category term='Site Alma de Poeta'/><category term='Línguas em extinção'/><category term='artes plásticas'/><category term='consciência. produto'/><category term='Haicats'/><category term='Chris-Schmetterling'/><category term='National Geographic'/><category term='viva rio'/><category term='comenda'/><category term='Voos de Borboleta'/><category term='Pop Tech'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='artista plástica'/><category term='Não às Drogas'/><category term='Haikai'/><category term='Poema Visual'/><category term='ícaro'/><category term='Trovinhas'/><category term='Leo Lobos'/><category term='ciência'/><category term='Year of the Cat'/><category term='Christina Magalhães Herrmann'/><category term='comendadora'/><category term='sergio vidal'/><category term='Pintura'/><category term='renato cinco'/><category term='Sônia Schneider'/><title type='text'>Sociedade dos Pássaros-Poetas</title><subtitle type='html'>"Aqui tocamos os céus com asas, palavras e véus" (Christina M. Herrmann)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>150</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-1972116816843968614</id><published>2010-08-08T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T08:11:16.960-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='go-brazil.de'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='munique'/><title type='text'>Grupo "Go-Brazil" - Munique - 21.Julho.2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Apresentação do grupo de batuque brasileiro "Go-Brazil" (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.go-brazil.de/"&gt;www.go-brazil.de&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;) na festa da polícia - Munique - 21.Julho.2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lothar Kuhn e eu fizemos pequenos filmes e depois a edição final. Quem nos convidou para a festa foi uma integrante do grupo, nossa amiga &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Susie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/G3-VVz4lyNw&amp;amp;hl=de_DE&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G3-VVz4lyNw&amp;amp;hl=de_DE&amp;amp;fs=1?rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/TF7F0hIL7wI/AAAAAAAABT4/z0Dd892H3vE/s1600/M%C3%BCnchen36_xxxx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/TF7F0hIL7wI/AAAAAAAABT4/z0Dd892H3vE/s400/M%C3%BCnchen36_xxxx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503053300729900802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Susie e Lothar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-1972116816843968614?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/1972116816843968614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462170378753441954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;É Dia do ìndio -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;O menino na mata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;não sabe da data.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chris Herrmann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-1455129893243694667?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/1455129893243694667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;pode interferir à beça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode interferir à beça&lt;br /&gt;seja um anjo ou sacrepanta.&lt;br /&gt;Não há nada que os impeça&lt;br /&gt;se o canto os males espanta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se o canto os males espanta,&lt;br /&gt;a palavra exerce encanto.&lt;br /&gt;Nem sempre um que acalanta,&lt;br /&gt;nem sempre sorriso ou pranto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-1813222613952868040?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/1813222613952868040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Com o tempo, contamos com o apoio de membros da comunidade para a administração e moderação. Criamos concursos, fizemos diversas entrevistas, lançamos livros impressos, criamos a &lt;b&gt;Homepage &lt;/b&gt;da comunidade, o blog &lt;b&gt;Jornal do CF4&lt;/b&gt;, editamos vídeos. E nasceram comunidades coligadas, como a &lt;b&gt;Orkultural (ligada à coluna homônima)&lt;/b&gt; e a &lt;b&gt;Sociedade dos Pássaros-Poetas&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Trovadores Noturnos&lt;/b&gt; também se juntou a nós, assim como a &lt;b&gt;Discutindo Literatura&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;O Ícaro e Borboleta&lt;/b&gt;, e outras queridas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;Recentemente, o professor &lt;st1:personname st="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pedro  Lyra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:personname&gt;&lt;b&gt; (poeta, ensaísta e crítico literário, que já foi um de nossos entrevistados)&lt;/b&gt;, convidou o CF4 e a comunidade Discutindo Literatura (da &lt;st1:personname st="on"&gt;Luciana Pessanha&lt;/st1:personname&gt;) para que fizéssemos um apanhado de nossas entrevistas e também um ensaio sobre a nossa experiência na moderação de comunidades virtuais para uma publicação impressa. Este trabalho já está pronto e sendo editado. Em breve será lançado com exclusividade na revista &lt;b&gt;Tempo Brasileiro&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;Hoje, estamos colhendo os frutos de um ambiente propício à liberdade de expressão com respeito às divergências de opinião, como sempre foi a &lt;i style=""&gt;marca&lt;/i&gt; da comunidade.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;Eu, assim como as outras &lt;b&gt;3 ´das Quatro´&lt;/b&gt;, o corpo de moderadores que nos apóiam e também com a administração, estamos muito satisfeitos com os resultados. Recebemos também um ótimo ´feedback´ dos membros através de e-mails dirigidos à administração da comunidade.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;Manifesto aqui meu agradecimento profundo às três amigas &lt;b&gt;Soraya Vieira, Edith &lt;st1:personname st="on"&gt;Janete Schaefer&lt;/st1:personname&gt;, Katia Ceregato&lt;/b&gt;, bem como à &lt;st1:personname st="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Andrea Lucia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:personname&gt;&lt;b&gt;, Marcia Uchôa, Maristela e Sonia Salim&lt;/b&gt; pelo carinho e apoio de sempre. Incluo também todos os membros que sempre apoiaram nossa comunidade ao longo desses 5 anos, seja na moderação, nas entrevistas ou na administração: &lt;st1:personname st="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Durval Castro&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:personname&gt;&lt;b&gt;, Teresa Mavignier, &lt;st1:personname st="on"&gt;Marcia Beraldo&lt;/st1:personname&gt;, &lt;st1:personname st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:personname st="on"&gt;Claudete&lt;/st1:personname&gt; Shinohara&lt;/st1:personname&gt;, Rita Blue, Marcelo Mourão.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;São muitas as pessoas que ajudaram a apurar o sabor do nosso cafezinho de cada dia.&lt;br /&gt;Aproveito a oportunidade para agradecer, também, a:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;Denise Moraes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;, moderadora que contribui massivamente com nossas entrevistas culturais;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Silvia Vitória&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;st1:personname st="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sonia Ortega&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:personname&gt;, duas moderadoras também muito queridas que tivemos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fabio Vale&lt;/b&gt;, que durante um bom tempo ajudou a administrar nossa comunidade;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;st1:personname st="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;Rosana Buarque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:personname&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;, que contribuiu muito com vídeos dedicados ao CF4 e seus entrevistados;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;Todos os entrevistados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt; que já tivemos desde a criação do Café e a &lt;b&gt;todos os membros que participam ativamente&lt;/b&gt; contribuindo para o enriquecimento dos debates (seria uma infindável lista de nomes, mas todos eles sabem que são muito queridos por nós).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;A todos vocês meu agradecimento especial.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;Um grande abraço.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;Chris Herrmann&lt;br /&gt;Fundadora do &lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Main#Community?cmm=1190640"&gt;CF4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[o avatar do CF4 foi gentilmente decorado para o aniversário pela Katia Ceregatto, uma ´das quatro´ do Café.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10pt;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-1387592873506747115?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/1387592873506747115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=1387592873506747115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kigo'/><title type='text'>Entrevista com o Poeta e Artista Visual Tchello d´Barros</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles 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div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Normale Tabelle";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chris Herrmann&lt;/span&gt; (Dusseldorf/Alemanha) entrevista o poeta e artista visual &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tchello d’Barros&lt;/span&gt; (Maceió/Brasil) via e-mail. Dezembro 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) Chris Herrmann: "Nós precisamos da arte para não morrer de verdade." (Nietzsche) Você concorda com esta máxima filosófica? O quão necessária é a Arte para você, além do retorno financeiro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Tchello d’Barros: Sempre é bom relembrar Nietzsche, até porque muito do que escreveu, continua atual, é como se tratasse de temas de hoje, sobretudo nas questões da arte. Talvez essa sentença dialogue com o pensamento de Artaud, que dizia que “é preciso mergulhar na morte, para começar a viver”, seria preciso ‘morrer’ para o sistema, dedicar-se exclusivamente à sua missão cultural. O fato é que somos seres criativos por natureza, criar está em nossa essência. No entanto, na atual sociedade competitiva e consumista, há que se priorizar tanta coisa, para sobreviver, que muita gente não tem tempo para o lado lúdico da vida, para se dedicar a algum dom, alguma vocação artística. Aquele talento, geralmente revelado na adolescência, fica adormecido, sublimado pelas lides do cotidiano e metas de conquistas profissionais. Na arte, o retorno financeiro é importante, afinal os artistas são pessoas que pagam contas, igual a todo mundo. Mas não é a principal questão, é apenas uma desejável conseqüência. Em meu caso, posso resumir que a arte não é apenas um combustível para seguir adiante, mas uma instância que dá sentido a minha vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) CH: A situação das Artes no Brasil tem mudado para melhor na(s) última(s) década(s)? Ainda há o que melhorar, e o quê?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;T. d’B.: As Artes em geral, tem se desenvolvido muito aqui nos ‘tristes trópicos’, especialmente depois que saímos da ditadura. Houve muitos avanços em termos de legislação, direitos, e mesmo qualificação profissional por parte de gestores culturais e na dinâmica das instituições, sem falar da visibilidade que a arte brasileira em geral vem alcançando em âmbito internacional. Ainda assim estamos longe do ‘melhor dos mundos’. Há que se desatar o quiproquó da equivocada e atravancante Lei Rouanet; há que se implantar e consolidar o SNC Sistema Nacional de Cultura, com seus Fundos de Cultura, renúncia fiscal das empresas, e as cidades e estados devem nomear seus Conselhos de Cultura c/ representantes da sociedade civil organizada e não apenas os cupinchas de prefeitos alienados e governadores megalomaníacos. Há que se mudar a mentalidade do empresariado em geral, que precisa entender o quanto sua marca terá uma visibilidade positiva se associada a projetos culturais. E sobretudo, há que se desenvolver uma conscientização por parte da população em geral, de que a Cultura é seu patrimônio, que lhe confere identidade, que é um direito seu, que é justo cobrar políticas públicas de fomento e manutenção das artes em geral. O povo brasileiro é dono de uma das maiores diversidades culturais do planeta, uma riqueza sem paralelo, é até uma questão de se desenvolver a auto-estima desse povo tão híbrido e multifacetado, que já está mostrando ao mundo o potencial de suas manifestações artísticas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) CH: Na sua opinião, o  que um artista de hoje precisa ter em mente para aumentar suas chances de uma carreira bem-sucedida?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;T. d’B.: Bem, já que não existe fórmula para isso, posso apenas comentar o que o senso comum já sabe. Parece que é necessário antes de tudo desejar isso, ter uma vontade ferrenha de que seu trabalho aconteça. Os obstáculos são enormes, é preciso colocar muito, mas muito amor mesmo naquilo que se faz, para que as idéias e sonhos se concretizem, é necessária uma dedicação e disciplina fora do comum para materializar um projeto artístico, é isso que noto nos colegas bem sucedidos. Mas pessoalmente vejo ainda que as coisas vão além disso. É preciso se profissionalizar, permanecer ético em terrenos movediços, saber dizer não, estar conectado c/ os avanços tecnológicos de nosso tempo, dominar ferramentas para se comunicar com seu público. E creio que seja fundamental garantir a qualidade de seu trabalho, seja em qual linguagem artística for, e para além disso ainda, ter algum diferencial, ser original em questões formais ou conceituais. Possivelmente a combinações desses itens, devidamente adequados a cada caso, podem fazer a diferença para alguém que queira deixar sua marca no âmbito cultural.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;   &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4) CH: Como você recebe as críticas? Já aconteceu de você fazer alterações em algum trabalho (literário ou não) por conta de uma crítica recebida?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;T. d’B.: Antes de responder, não custa mencionar que a palavra ‘crítica’ aqui no Brasil é carregada semanticamente de uma atmosfera desnecessariamente negativa. Há quem diga que a tradução ideal seria ‘análise’, ou ‘exame’ de uma obra. Trata-se na verdade de fazer uma mediação entre a intenção de um autor com as possíveis interpretações por parte do público. Em meu caso particular, confesso que recebo as críticas sempre com curiosidade, pois interessa-me saber o que pessoas inteligentes pensam de minha produção. Naturalmente que observo se tais pessoas têm autoridade, formação e em qual base conceitual fundamentam seus argumentos. E talvez caiba emncionar que, assim como os tradicionais veículos de comunicação reduziram drasticamente o espaço p/ a crítica, na revolução digital cresceu exponencialmente a picaretagem, o favorecimento, as panelinhas, e espaços onde lixo de todo naipe é apresentado como arte e assim as pessoas ficam um tanto receosas quanto aos conteúdos de valor duvidoso. Daí a cada vez mais importante atuação dos críticos, dos que tem sólida formação, para dar legitimidade e qualificar as propostas dos artistas. Sobre minha produção, não modifico trabalhos, independente de como são criticados, mas geralmente percebo aí um termômetro para as coisas que estão dando certo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5) CH: Literatura, artes visuais e cênicas, moda... enfim, como diz o vídeo em sua homenagem, você é uma ´explosão de arte´! Em qual momento você percebeu que o ´pavio começou a queimar´? Você planejou percorrer por diferentes vertentes artísticas ou elas foram traçando o seu caminho?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;T. d’B.: O vídeo Explosão de Arte, no Youtube, mostra algumas das facetas do que andei produzindo nos últimos quinze anos. Admiro artistas que se dedicam à apenas uma modalidade de expressão (cerâmica, trovas, marchinhas, por exemplo), mas este nunca será meu caso, tenho interesses múltiplos e acredito que seguirei assim. Para mim, o ‘pavio começar a queimar’ muito cedo, sempre me imaginei escrevendo e/ou lidando c/ artes visuais. Passei alguns anos no meio teatral, tive curtíssimas passagens por música, dança e vídeo, mas chegou uma hora em que tive que me decidir por atividades que dependem exclusivamente de mim. Optei sim por me exprimir em diversas linguagens, mas as pessoas que escrevem sobre meu tralho tem notado que em tudo há um fio condutor, elementos de aproximação temática, formal ou conceitual. Depois de meia dúzia de livros solo publicados e participações em mais de sessenta exposições, entre individuais e coletivas, creio ter achado um caminho, embora eu intuo que o melhor ainda está por vir. O pavio segue queimando. Nesse percurso, creio ter produzido um currículo razoável e um portfólio honesto. Na próxima década penso em aprofundamento e aprimoramento, num conjunto de ações para consolidar esse trabalho. Quem vir ver, verá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6) CH: Fale dos ´ismos´. Eles são imprescindíveis ou apenas servem como um ´guia prático do passado das artes´? Se você tivesse que usar um ´ismo´ para definir seu momento artístico atual, qual seria?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;T. d’B.: Os ‘ismos’ da arte foram imprescindíveis em seu tempo, pois norteavam o pensamento, as idéias e principalmente as escolas estilísticas de seu tempo, aglutinando alguns dos talentos mais expressivos. Além disso, influenciavam a cultura em outros países e contaminavam, no bom sentido, muito da produção industrial em design, moda, arquitetura e diversos outros segmentos. Muito disso se deu principalmente na esfera das artes visuais, embora o Surrealismo, só pra citar um desses movimentos, teve desdobramentos na literatura, na pintura, no cinema e estimulou o desenvolvimento de áreas como a psicologia e a psicanálise. Hoje a chamada arte contemporânea aglutina incontáveis estilos, técnicas, suportes, conceitos e propostas, onde os tradicionais ‘ismos’ com suas cartilhas e manifestos já não tem mais espaço, temos no máximo os chamados Coletivos de artistas. Mesmo assim, os tais ‘ismos’ permanecem como um rico referencial da História da Arte, onde eventualmente alguns artistas fazem releituras ou atualizações desses movimentos. Recentemente produzi uma série de retratos, no estilo da Pop Art de Andy Warhol, como uma forma de homenagear esse revolucionário e polêmico artista, que ainda influencia muita gente, principalmente na atitude diante da arte. Já meu trabalho, nunca pretendeu se enquadrar em rótulos, em ‘ismos’, escolas, pós-isso ou pós-aquilo, apenas sigo em frente, produzindo. Deixo essa tarefa para futuros pesquisadores, jornalistas especializados, formadores de opinião, ou teóricos acadêmicos, caso meu trabalho mereça alguma atenção nesse sentido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7) CH: Onde se encontra o poema visual na cena artística brasileira atual? Você já vivenciou algum tipo de barreira, por exemplo, preconceito ou rejeição do que não seja bastante popular e de fácil assimilação?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;T. d’B.: O poema visual na cena artística brasileira atual se encontra... bem escondido, eu diria! Isso porque não é uma modalidade de expressão muito conhecida, não tem apelo popular nem alcança as mídias com divulgação de massa, digamos assim. Só muito recentemente é que vem sendo aceito por parcelas bem restritas do meio acadêmico e muito timidamente já aparece aqui e acolá no currículo de ensino de alguns educandários onde a Literatura é levada a sério. Minha humílima contribuição tem sido dar palestras e oficinas sobre o tema, e também tenho uma exposição de poesia visual, que se chama ‘Convergências’, onde apresento uma seleção de meus principais poemas visuais. Por enquanto a mostra já itinerou por meia dúzia de Estados, mas pretende andar um bocado ainda, antes de se transformar num livro. O que percebo é que essas ações pontuais ajudam a divulgar a Poesia Visual. A boa notícia é que a própria Internet tem sido o meio onde novos poetas visuais (semi-novos também!) têm apresentado sua produção, ainda embrionária, mas já permitindo muita troca e intercâmbio. O que me parece é que a Poesia Visual nunca será exatamente popular, mas isso mesmo também a torna especial, rara, quase um segredo entre iniciados, um código entre poetas, um trigo raro na literatura de nosso tempo. Quanto à questão da assimilação, meu trabalho nunca sofreu preconceito ou rejeição, apenas uma vez cancelaram uma exposição já em plena montagem, só porque havia alguns desenhos de mulheres nuas, nada demais. Mas a produção em geral é bem aceita, mesmo as criações mais conceituais, embora evidentemente haja um certo distanciamento entre as camadas de público com menor formação cultural, pois estamos num país ‘em desenvolvimento’, onde as estatísticas apontam que menos de 10 % de nossa população já entrou num museu ou galeria de arte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8) CH: A concisão sempre o acompanhou? Muitos de seus poemas mínimos dão a impressão de que histórias máximas (reais) sobre o autor estão sendo sutilmente reveladas. É isto mesmo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;T. d’B.: Por razões que a (minha) própria razão desconhece, sempre produzi obras em que a concisão, o rigor, o emprego de recursos mínimos, dessem conta de comunicar a proposta daquele trabalho, seja nos poemínimos, nos ideogramas ocidentais, nos labirintogramas e por aí vai. Nada contra obras que trafegam em outras vertentes, mas para mim, determinados excessos, tagarelices, verborragias e barroquismos apenas não são minha praia, simples assim. Já vivo num país exuberante, com um povo exuberante, plural, onde tudo é superdimensionado e no superlativo. Meus trabalhos nunca pretenderam negar essa realidade, mas gosto de escrever poemas breves, contos curtos, crônicas precisas. Um desenho, uma gravura, ou uma de minhas pinturas comunicam com poucas cores ou poucos elementos visuais. Não que seja uma regra rígida, mas um tipo de ecomomia conceitual. No fundo persigo uma coisa difícil de se fazer na arte, o simples fato de se comunicar com clareza. O desafio está em fazer isso com poucos recursos, com poucas informações, sejam plásticas ou semânticas. E não trato de temas biográficos, pessoais, qualquer vocábulo “eu” que apareça em meus escritos será sempre um narrador fictício. Mas há quem não acredite muito nisso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;9) CH: Conte sua trajetória com o haicai e o que essa experiência o acrescentou como artista e pessoa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;T. d’B.: Meu contato com o haicai e suas variações começou lá por 1.993, quando comecei a publicar meus primeiros poemas e expor meus primeiros quadros, ainda na germânica cidade catarinense de Blumenau, onde eu vivia nessa época. Lia haicaístas locais, de outros lugares e também de outras épocas, mas apenas pelo prazer de ler e conhecer cada vez mais dessa poesia de origem nipônica. Até que comecei a escrever também, quase sem querer, de brincadeirinha...  Mas essa coisa pega a gente por dentro e na primeira noite escrevi logo uns 50, depois fui vendo que não é só técnica, há que se pesquisar com seriedade e praticar muito também. Como quase tudo, é a prática aliada ao estudo que leva ao aprimoramento, à evolução. Na virada do milênio, publiquei o livro Olho Zen, minha coletânea de haicais. Nessa modalidade literária sou adepto do haicai tradicional, com kigô falando da natureza, métrica tradicional etc, embora aprecie muito ler os adeptos do haicai urbano, tropical, erótico e até os mais experimentais. Atualmente tenho escrito haicais em guardanapos, sem assinar, e deixo sempre sobre alguma mesa... Acredito que nenhum poeta sai incólume após passar pela experiência do haicai. É um aprendizado que permanece e amplia nossa visão de mundo, nosso jeito de estar nesse mundo, sobretudo diante da transitoriedade da vida e da inexorabilidade do tempo. Talvez por isso o haicai é muitas vezes associado à uma fotografia, constituída de palavras, mas que congela o tempo, ou registra um ato, um fato, presenciado pelo autor. Em meu caso, até meu trabalho em fotografia foi influenciado. Não fotografo como um fotógrafo convencional, mas como um haicaísta... Sou também autor de um haicai visual, o Haicai Para Os Sem-terra, onde se vê três fios de arame farpado, com 17 farpas, claro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10)  CH: Kerouac e Leminski foram duas grandes revelações do haikai ocidental. Sem dúvidas que eles estimularam o gosto de novos poetas por este tipo de poesia tradicional japonesa. Quais os ´haijins´ brasileiros de hoje que você recomendaria a leitura?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;T. d’B.: Não há dúvidas de que Jack Kerouac e Paulo Leminski foram pessoas que captaram o ‘zeitgeist’ de seu tempo e lugar, o espírito de sua época, influenciaram muita gente e continuam fazendo escola. O haicai, enquanto novidade, já foi considerado um mero poema exótico, no entanto, na atualidade é inegável sua difusão cada vez maior, especialmente no ocidente. No Brasil, terra de todos e dos japoneses também, foi inevitável sua introdução, expansão e até mesmo as polêmicas inovações de estilo. Hoje, crescem nas universidades os TCCs, monografias e teses sobre essa arte onde Bashô segue sendo uma figura emblemática. Em nosso país, o que não faltam são haicaístas de qualidade. Recomendar é um exagero que não ouso, mas cito alguns que já me deram prazer na leitura e muito ensinamento, como Helena Kolodi, Masuda Goga, Teruko Oda, Alice Ruiz, Leila Miccolis, Nempuku Sato, Paulo Franchetti é também uma referência, e ainda o extraordinário haicaísta catarinense Martinho Bruning (em memória), com mais de 10 livros publicados, mas injustamente esquecido. Dos haijins brazucas recentes é impossível citar tanta gente, menciono apenas os que tem me surpreendido mais recentemente, como Benedita Azevedo, Chris Herrmann e os epifânicos haicais de Jiddu Saldanha. Mas prestem atenção nas dedicadas Isnelda Weise e Margit Didjurgeit, que em breve estarão lançando seus livros de haicais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11)  CH: Sartre defendia a tese de que a liberdade dá ao homem o poder de escolha, mas está sujeita às limitações do próprio homem. No caso da internet, como conviver com a ´avalanche artística´ onde a qualidade duvidosa e o plágio disfarçado (ou não) também são empurrados ao público como obra artística genuína? Há o que fazer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;T. d’B.: Eu não sou livre para fazer o quero fazer, apenas para o que posso fazer e ainda devo escolher entre o que é necessário fazer. Sartre era um sujeito que sabia das coisas, e escrevia com propriedade sobre o existencialismo, embora muitos ainda hoje considerem uma sandice ele recusar o prêmio Nobel. Nessa questão aí da liberdade, parece nos lembrar do quanto somos limitados, e que toda liberdade é relativa. Não sei se O Ser e o Nada, sua principal obra, faria tanto sentido nesse mundo meio caótico do novo milênio, mas é inegável que essa questão da liberdade traz uma série de prós e contras, principalmente se o assunto for a qualidade do que é considerado arte e é despejada diariamente na internet, sem crivo, sem crítica, sem critério, sem crime, sem nada. Cada um posta o que quiser e sempre haverá a turminha que aplaude. Quando o conteúdo é bom, os plágios acontecem, é outra praga nefanda. Mas o artista profissional é aquele que registra sua obra antes de publicar por aí, assim resguarda seus direitos autorais. O que fazer com tudo isso? Ser seletivo. Sobre o que ler/ver/ouvir. E para quem é artista, ser seletivo onde publicar. Na internet, o menos é mais, e sendo assim, pode ser muito mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12)  CH: Você tem um público bem definido para cada tipo de manifestação artística ou se surpreende com frequência? Há algum caso curioso que queira contar ocorrido em alguma de suas exposições?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;T. d’B.: Existem sim os públicos específicos, é até natural isso, mas as categorias e modalidades de expressão em que participo, vão meio que somando esses públicos. Já aconteceu de pessoas que curtem meu trabalho em gravura começarem a ler meus haicais. Ou o pessoal que lê minha prosa começar a curtir meu trabalho experimental em fotografia. Frequentemente ocorrem relatos assim, entram pela via do cordel, logo se deparam com a produção em desenho... Já a turma da moda é mais eclética, meio que gostam de tudo... Quanto às exposições, nunca aconteceu nada de tão extraordinário, até porque gosto das coisas muito bem organizadas, mas na década passada eu sempre dava um jeito de colocar atores para realizar alguma performance, geralmente com meus poemas, antes ou depois da abertura. Numa dessas, colocamos um ator nu todo coberto de lama, recitando poemas. Noutra um ator foi todo pintado de tinta metálica e ficou o tempo todo na posição de O Pensador, de Rodin, e muitos pensaram que era uma escultura. Outra vez, um ator entrou pela janela da exposição, como um invasão, dizendo poemas a plenos pulmões. Certa vez uma atriz dizia poemas meus enquanto jogava pétalas de rosas no público. Eu mesmo, nos tempos de teatro, participei de diversas performances e intervenções, essas ações enriquecem um evento cultural, dão um ar de happening e geram interatividade entre diversas linguagens artísticas. Isso nos dá a deixa para concluir dizendo que apesar dos meios digitais de divulgação de uma produção artística, seguirei fazendo exposições físicas, e lançamentos de meus livros, pois acima de tudo, essas ações culturais promovem a coisa mais difícil nesses tempos cibernéticos: a antiga e insubstituível arte do encontro entre as pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13)  CH: Como você vê a situação hoje, no Brasil principalmente, de se publicar livros impressos? Quais os prós e os contras?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;T. d’B.: Vejo a situação com muito otimismo. Tenho frequentado bienais e eventos literários de porte e o que noto é um desenvolvimento do setor, começando pelas estatísticas que apontam que o brasileiro está lendo cada vez mais. Naturalmente que estamos longe da média de leitura de países desenvolvidos, mas é um fato que o povo aqui quer ler mais e publicar mais. Outro item é o desenvolvimento do que se chama de parque gráfico nacional, hoje algumas das melhores gráficas do planeta estão aqui, atendendo editores de todo o mundo. E o papel já é certificado com selo de origem ambiental. Pode ser que não se deva comprar um livro pela capa, como se diz, mas os brasileiros produzem os livros mais bonitos, em termos de capa, projeto gráfico e matéria prima. Aqui, um livro é também um objeto estético. Mesmo agora com a invenção do Kindle (livro eletrônico) nosso fetiche por livros só vai crescer.  Há também todo um esforço de políticas públicas no sentido de multiplicar bibliotecas, tornar o livro mais acessível, e fomentar a produção por parte de autores brasileiros. A Câmara do Livro e Leitura, coordenada pela Biblioteca Nacional é uma dessas ações. O Proler tem se consolidado. E, pululam pelas cidades do interior as chamadas academias municipais de letras, que estão aí imortalizando um monte de gente... A nota dissonante talvez seja a facilidade em se publicar um livro por aqui, basta chegar numa gráfica com uma graninha no bolso, e plim!... vira escritor da noite para o dia. Sem conselho editorial, sem estudo, sem critério, sem qualidade, muita gente apenas movida pela vaidade, publica seu livrinho para impressionar os amigos, os parentes e algum colunista social. Chique, né! Fora isso, viva a literatura brasileira contemporânea!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14)  CH: O que é o belo para você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;T. d’B.: O fator beleza na arte sempre foi definido por um conjunto de conceitos complementares, como a harmonia visual, o equilíbrio cromático, composição da cena, aplicação da perspectiva e ponto-de-fuga, domínio do claro-escuro, perícia da representação da anatomia, abordagem do tema, etc. Até o início das vanguardas históricas do Séc. XX havia uma pergunta tácita que se poderia fazer diante de uma pintura: _Isto é belo? De certa forma a beleza é o que se poderia procurar em uma pintura, gravura, escultura, desenho, ou seja, nas formas tradicionais de expressão plástica. Com o advento das vanguardas, dos já citados ‘ismos’ e de toda a revolução de comportamentos que o século passado presenciou, é natural que as artes visuais não apenas se desenvolvessem, evoluíssem, mas que mudasse também a postura do observador diante de uma obra. A própria beleza passou a ser relativizada e em muitos casos o que se busca hoje em uma obra é uma emoção estética e até mesmo uma reflexão filosófica. A pergunta hoje seria: _ Isto é Arte? Esses estados de espírito podem ser encontrados, por exemplo, em obras cuja proposta seja de forte teor de protesto, um trabalho que, sem ser panfletário, seja altamente engajado. O trabalho em si não é “bonito”, mas desperta sentimentos de crítica ao assunto tratado e atitudes de mudança da realidade. Ou consideremos uma obra que desperte questionamentos quanto ao status quo vigente. Ou obras apresentadas em recursos tecnológicos sofisticados, mas conferindo forte significação em termos de identidade regional. Na contemporaneidade, talvez o belo seja apenas aquele tipo de objeto estético que enfeita paredes da burguesia alienada, combinando com a decoração. Mas arte mesmo, é aquela que transforma nossa visão do mundo, nossa relação com o homem e o modo como encaramos a vida. 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width: 169px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SwnZtON369I/AAAAAAAABNQ/M_CvxMD6Dtw/s400/chris_herrmann19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407092198568618962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu apenas sei que &lt;a href="http://chrisherrmann.ning.com/"&gt;ning&lt;/a&gt; sei &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/ChrisHerrmann"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt; ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://static3.orkut.com/img/smiley/i_confuse.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;© &lt;a href="http://www.christinaherrmann.com"&gt;Chris Herrmann&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-4702674693060199909?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/4702674693060199909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=4702674693060199909&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/4702674693060199909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/4702674693060199909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2009/11/frase.html' title='Frase'/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SwnZtON369I/AAAAAAAABNQ/M_CvxMD6Dtw/s72-c/chris_herrmann19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-4344495713423976671</id><published>2009-11-20T15:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T16:13:43.919-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='livro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='editora protexto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chris christina magalhaes herrmann'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hugo Pontes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Voos de Borboleta'/><title type='text'>Voos de Borboleta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.protexto.com.br/livro.php?livro=251"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/Swci-n7yGzI/AAAAAAAABNA/tJEin61wtEk/s400/edithjanete.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406328336948534066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Publicado no &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jornal da Cidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Poços de Caldas, MG&lt;br /&gt;16 de Outubro de 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Coluna: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Comunicar-te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:verdana;" &gt;LIVRO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Por Hugo Pontes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;(foto: Edith Janete Schaefer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: normal;" href="http://www.protexto.com.br/livro.php?livro=251"&gt;Voos de Borboleta, Chris Herrmann,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: normal;" href="http://www.protexto.com.br/livro.php?livro=251"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ed. Protexto, Curitiba-PR, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haicai&lt;/span&gt; é uma forma poética de origem &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;japonesa&lt;/span&gt;, cujos versos valorizam a concisão e a objetividade. Os poemas são estruturados em três linhas, contendo na primeira e na última cinco e na segunda sete letras japonesas. O poeta mais importante que cultivou essa forma foi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matsuô Bashô&lt;/span&gt; (1644-1694), o qual dedicou a fazer desse tipo de poesia uma prática voltada para o lado espiritual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;No Brasil o primeiro poeta a desenvolver e divulgar o haicai foi G&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;uilherme de Almeida&lt;/span&gt;, que não só o dotou de estrutura métrica rígida, mas também de rimas e título. No esquema proposto por Almeida, o primeiro verso rima com o terceiro e o segundo verso possui uma rima interna (a segunda rima com a sétima sílaba). Uma outra corrente do haikai brasileiro é a tradicionalista. Promovida inicialmente por imigrantes ou descendentes de imigrantes japoneses, como H&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;idekazu Masuda&lt;/span&gt;, de nome literário &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goga&lt;/span&gt;, e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Teruko Oda&lt;/span&gt;, essa corrente define o o haicai como um poema de três versos, em linguagem simples, sem rima, que somam dezessete sílabas poéticas (cinco sílabas no primeiro verso, sete no segundo e cinco no terceiro). Além disso, o haicai tradicional deve conter sempre uma referência à estação do ano, expressa por uma palavra: o chamado &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kigo = palavra de estação&lt;/span&gt;. O kigo é a celebração da unidade morte-vida, enquanto o haicai é o registro desse acontecimento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Uma terceira forma de se praticar o haicai no Brasil é a que não se importa com a métrica nem o uso sistemático de uma referência à estação do ano em que o poema foi composto. Os principais nomes dessa corrente são &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alice Ruiz&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Millôr Fernandes&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paulo Leminski&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;De difícil elaboração, o haicai traz em seu contexto mensagens de rara beleza e conteúdo, revelando a sensibilidade dos poetas na busca da essência da natureza, no íntimo de todas as coisas de modo simples, sutil e artística. Seus versos e estrofe curtos estão relacionados com a busca da unidade de uma forma compacta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Com essa introdução didática quero situar a obra sobre a qual faço o comentário, uma vez que busco situar no conceito do haicai os poemas de Chris Herrmann, autora deste livro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Chris nasceu no Rio de Janeiro e vive, atualmente, na Alemanha. É uma poeta voltada para temas que envolvem a vida, a natureza, o meio-ambiente e a beleza do ser humano, enquanto sentimento e conduta. Utiliza em seus versos as palavras com rara precisão, como deve acontecer no haicai, além de empregar uma linguagem que dá margem ao duplo sentido. Em relação ao conteúdo é mestra em alternar razão e sentimento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A poeta selecionou, com rara sensibilidade e inteligência, os poemas para o seu Voos de Borboleta e dividiu o livro em sete partes contendo poemas cuja temática justifica cada um dos títulos: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rasantes&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nas Alturas&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No Espelho&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Urbanos&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Haigatos&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Polinizadores&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Germanizantes&lt;/span&gt;. Tudo compondo um concerto sobre a essência da vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;* O Autor é escritor, jornalista e professor. A sua Caixa Postal é 922, CEP 37701-970, Poços de Caldas (MG). O seu e-mail é hugopontes@pocos-net.com.br&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-4344495713423976671?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/4344495713423976671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=4344495713423976671&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/4344495713423976671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/4344495713423976671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2009/11/voos-de-borboleta.html' title='Voos de Borboleta'/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/Swci-n7yGzI/AAAAAAAABNA/tJEin61wtEk/s72-c/edithjanete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-7657688152640811529</id><published>2009-11-20T13:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T15:51:29.387-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leo Lobos'/><title type='text'>O Poeta e Artista Visual Leo Lobos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chris Herrmann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SwcMybKIKvI/AAAAAAAABMY/mHbiwzsBXl8/s1600/LeoLobos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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&lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Normale Tabelle";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(foto por Maria Eugenia Lagunas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Além de um grande amigo, um artista sem igual. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leonardo Andrés Lobos Lagos&lt;/span&gt; (Santiago do Chile, 1966) poeta, ensaísta, tradutor e artista visual. Possui as seguintes publicações: Cartas de más abajo (1992) editado pela Faculdade de Artes da Universidade do Chile e Arrayán editores, + poesía (1995) súper yo editores, ángeles eléctricos (1997) Luis Saldias editorial, Camino a Copa de Oro (1998) edições Pazific Zunami, Perdidos en La Habana y otros poemas (1999), Cielos (2000), Nueva York en un poeta (2001), a seleção antológica Turbosílabas (2003) pela editora gato de papel que reúne seus poemas de 1986 a 2003, Devagar (2004), Un sin nombre (2005), Nieve (2006), Vía regia (2007) e No permitas que el paisaje este triste (2007). &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Como co-editor, junto com o artista visual Rafael Insunza, publicou o livro em homenagem ao poeta chileno Pablo Neruda: Diez máskaras y un kapitán el año 1998, uma homenagem ao poeta universal dos artistas visuais Rafael Insunza, Jorge Cerezo, Rafael Gumucio, Sergio Amira y Claudio Correa com o patrocínio da Fundação Pablo Neruda e da Universidade do Chile, editora Pazific Zunami. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Participa com seus poemas, ensaios, ilustrações, fotografías e traduções dos meios culturais no Chile e em outros países, tem sido traduzido ao inglês, português, holandês, francês e alemão. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Vem realizando inúmeras exposições individuais e coletivas; suas pinturas, ilustrações, poemas visuais e desenhos fazem parte de coleções privadas na França, Brasil, México, Estados Unidos e Chile. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Leo Lobos foi agraciado com a bolsa UNESCO-Aschberg de literatura em 2002 e fez residência criativa no Centre de Arte de Marnay Art Center CAMAC na cidade de Marnay-sur-Seine, França entre 2002-2003.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Blog: http://leolobos.blogspot.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Seleção de 5 Poemas de Leo Lobos (no original em espanhol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" face="verdana" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" face="verdana" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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 mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;"Soy sirio. ¿Qué te asombra, extranjero, si el &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;mundo es la patria en que vivimos todos, paridos por el caos?" &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Meleagro de Gádara, 100 antes de Cristo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jazz on the park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Leemos el diario en el Jazz on the Park ( Jazz on the Park es el hotel donde nos hemos mudado), me siento encerrado.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Nos han invitado al concierto de Peter Salett, y es sin duda una buena idea para salir de aquí al paso del estado en el que nos encontramos. Un taxi móvil nos lleva al Club que está prácticamente copado, entramos sin dificultad con la ayuda de los ángeles custodios en medio de luces fotográficas cegadoras, tomamos bebidas blancas, escuchamos con atención mientras hermosas mujeres rubias son&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;mecidas por la música.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;New York, Estados Unidos, 1999.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText" &gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Tres mujeres, un piano, un gato y una tormenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alexandra Keim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Es difícil ser un pájaro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;y volar contra la tormenta&lt;span style=""&gt;                                                                          &lt;/span&gt;sobre la cicatriz de la Tierra que deja el camino de asfalto&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;mejor es como un gato estar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;siempre atento a las brasas &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;cerca de la chimenea&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;y escuchar &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;siempre atento escuchar &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;a tres lenguas diferentes hablar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;un idioma a la vez fascinante &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;a la vez misterioso y conocido&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;oír e ir en su música&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;en sus luces y propias&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;y universales sombras&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;fotografiar &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;por tan solo un segundo &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;fotografiar con la mirada sus perfiles&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;de ser posible&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;flotar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;dentro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;de la sala&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;como&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;un pájaro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;en &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;la &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;tormenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Marnay-sur-Seine, Francia, 2002.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Silencioso dentro de la noche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;“Ser como o rio que deflui&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;silencioso dentro da noite”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Manuel Bandeira &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Fluir, leve andar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;descalzo inflar lentamente los pulmones&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;pesar cada paso sentir&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;cada instante entrar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;silencioso dentro &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;de la noche&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;como sí ella&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;fueras&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;tú&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Marnay-sur-Seine, Francia, 2002.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Una secreta forma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;"las palabras como el río en la arena &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;" face="verdana" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;se entierran en la arena"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Roberto Matta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;el automóvil esta poseído por la fuerza &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;de los animales que le habitan &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;como un carruaje tirado por caballos &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;sobre piedras húmedas de un pasado verano &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Río de Janeiro aparece de repente como &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;la secreta forma que el Atlántico&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;deja entrever desde sus colinas de azúcar:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;ballenas a la distancia algo &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;comunican a nuestra humanidad sorda&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;y cegadas por el sol preparan su próximo vuelo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;caen ellas entonces una vez más como &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;lo han hecho desde hace siglos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;caen ellas en las profundidades entonces&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;caen ellas y crecen en su liquido amniótico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;São Paulo, Brasil, 2004.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perdidos en La Habana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Se puede ver a lo largo de Cuba verdes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;o rojos o amarillos descascarándose con el&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;agua y el sol, verdaderos paisajes de estos &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;tiempos de guerra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Después de tres botellas de ron&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;ella lloraba en el lobby &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;del Hotel Capri, mientras le leía poemas que no eran míos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Hablaba de las playas a las que llegó&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;en motocicleta, cuando aún el sol brillaba&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;los cubanos son niños que lo miran todo&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;decía&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Otro él, aparece desde el centro del salón y necesito&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;más de un segundo para&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;reconocerle&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;me acerco y me cuenta de mujeres, palacios de salsa,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;de bailes mágicos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;no hay, pienso&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;no existe una isla&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;sin orillas...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;No quiero habanos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;no tengo dólares &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;mejor será&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;desaparecer antes que la noche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;El Vedado, La Habana, Cuba, 1995.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-7657688152640811529?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/7657688152640811529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=7657688152640811529&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/7657688152640811529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/7657688152640811529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-poeta-e-artista-visual-leo-lobos.html' title='O Poeta e Artista Visual Leo Lobos'/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SwcMybKIKvI/AAAAAAAABMY/mHbiwzsBXl8/s72-c/LeoLobos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-1274607503791478282</id><published>2009-11-19T05:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T05:41:01.890-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haicai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christina Magalhães Herrmann'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Herrmann'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='catador de papel'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SwVJJbESjkI/AAAAAAAABMQ/2q1082p9418/s1600/livros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SwVJJbESjkI/AAAAAAAABMQ/2q1082p9418/s400/livros.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405807353961549378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;arte digital: chris herrmann - 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Livros empilhados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O catador de papel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;não sabia ler.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chris Herrmann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-1274607503791478282?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/1274607503791478282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=1274607503791478282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/1274607503791478282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/1274607503791478282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2009/11/arte-digital-chris-herrmann-2009-livros.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SwVJJbESjkI/AAAAAAAABMQ/2q1082p9418/s72-c/livros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-6249086752742367458</id><published>2009-11-08T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T08:34:29.118-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chega de Hipocrisia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luiz Fernando Prôa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Não às Drogas'/><title type='text'>Chega de Hipocrisia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" name="caption" id="caption"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Participe da Passeata quem for do Rio e tiver chance, pois é por uma causa muito importante. As drogas destróem famílias e já está na hora das autoridades brasileiras abrirem os olhos de vez para o problema e ter os pés no chão, realmente agir. Não é possível que ainda tenha que haver tanto sofrimento para se fazer algo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Qualquer movimento contra as drogas e a favor de regras de prevenção e saúde, não é algo pessoal, é legítimo porque envolve toda a sociedade que quer se livrar do fantasma da devastação que as drogas podem causar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Este movimento conta com apoios diversos e divulgações que incluem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" name="caption" id="caption"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Movimento Poetas del Mundo, Blog do Poeta Affonso Romano de Sant’anna, Amiga FM 105,9, CadaMinuto.com.br, Blog do Coronel de Polícia Paulo Ricardo Paúl, Revista Zap, Grupo Gaia Brasil, Comissão de Direitos Humanos da OAB, Portal Chris Herrmann, Blog "O Ícaro e a Borboleta", Comunidade "Café Filosófico das Quatro", Jornal do CF4, O Rebate (Coluna da Soninha Porto), Grupo Pró-Prôa, Pró-Vida: Não às Drogas Lícitas e Ilícitas (criado no Ning por Soninha Porto), etc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chris Herrmann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SvbfVD-8D5I/AAAAAAAABKg/SYowxUb3Jb8/s1600-h/naohipocrisia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SvbfVD-8D5I/AAAAAAAABKg/SYowxUb3Jb8/s400/naohipocrisia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401750356017024914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domingo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dia 8 de novembro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caminhada em direção ao Leme&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Concentração a partir das 14 horas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;No Posto 6, em Copacabana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em frente ao posto de salva-vidas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Pela internação compulsória dos usuários de drogas pesadas, legais ou ilegais, que já perderam todos os limites. Criação de unidades terapêuticas humanas e modernas para recebê-los, com acompanhamento especializado que realmente os reabilite. E seguindo critérios de análise, caso a caso, para que não haja abuso deste poder;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Pelo fim de toda propaganda de bebidas alcoólicas, em qualquer meio. Colocação de advertências educativas nos rótulos dessas bebidas, sobre os prejuízos que podem causar à saúde, como se faz nos maços de cigarros. Abertura de discussão sobre o aumento da idade permitida para o consumo destas bebidas para 21 anos, como já acontece em outros países, e com fiscalização eficiente. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Pela alteração das normas que regulam os planos de saúde, para que os doentes mentais e viciados em drogas pesadas possam se tratar, sem limite de tempo. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Por um amplo debate nacional sobre a política de drogas em nosso país, sem hipocrisia e com os pés no chão, para que se equacione esta questão e vítimas diárias deixem de ser produzidas, enlutando famílias por todo Brasil. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ou a sociedade avança e discute seriamente seus problemas ou não seremos uma sociedade, mas sim milhões de individualidades, uma nação egoísta.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chega de Hipocrisia!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Este é Nosso Grito!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;peço que Divulguem por favor!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Obrigado!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luiz Fernando Prôa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-6249086752742367458?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/6249086752742367458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=6249086752742367458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/6249086752742367458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/6249086752742367458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2009/11/chega-de-hipocrisia.html' title='Chega de Hipocrisia!'/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SvbfVD-8D5I/AAAAAAAABKg/SYowxUb3Jb8/s72-c/naohipocrisia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-1210498782475722073</id><published>2009-08-27T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T12:03:58.525-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tchello d´Barros'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Andrea Lucia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia Visual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luiz Fernando Prôa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Site Alma de Poeta'/><title type='text'>Exposição CONVERGÊNCIAS - A Poesia Visual de Tchello d´Barros em Santa Teresa - Rio de Janeiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;A partir de 3 de Setembro de 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SpbTSVA6nVI/AAAAAAAABKQ/GdRsGvwxKfQ/s1600-h/CONVERG%C3%8ANCIAS_Tchellod%27Barros.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 733px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SpbTSVA6nVI/AAAAAAAABKQ/GdRsGvwxKfQ/s400/CONVERG%C3%8ANCIAS_Tchellod%27Barros.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374715517145357650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="ecmsonormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:black;"  lang="PT-BR"&gt;“Convergências” – A Poesia Visual de Tchello d’Barros   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="ecmsonormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="color:black;"&gt; O espaço de exposições do  Largo das Letras, Rio de Janeiro – RJ, apresenta a exposição  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color:red;"  lang="PT-BR"&gt;Convergências&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="color:black;"&gt;, composta de poemas visuais do  catarinense/alagoano &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:red;"  lang="PT-BR"&gt;Tchello  d’Barros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="color:black;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;A mostra  apresenta também o álbum fotográfico &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;color:red;" &gt;Palavraria  Pública&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;, um exercício &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:red;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;de &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;street photography&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;, onde o autor  fotografa – no Brasil e em diversos países - recortes de frases em placas,  out-doors, fachadas de lojas, etc, resultando num diálogo inusitado com as obras  de Poesia Visual. Para a poeta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:red;" &gt;Andrea  Lúcia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;, curadora da exposição, “esta é uma boa  oportunidade para o público carioca e fluminense conferir como os trabalhos de  diferentes fases desse poeta visual se relacionam com sua produção  contemporânea”, pois a mostra traz para o Rio de Janeiro algumas criações  recentes e mesmo alguns trabalhos inéditos do autor. Embora Tchello d’Barros  tenha também publicado até o momento cinco livros de poemas ‘convencionais’,  começou mesmo foi com poemas visuais lá pelos idos de 1993, em Blumenau – SC, e  segue numa produção lenta mas constante, numa média de meia dúzia anualmente.  Desde 2004 está radicado em Maceió – AL, e por conta das oficinas literárias que  ministra sobre o tema, reuniu alguns trabalhos de séries mais representativas e  estreou a mostra em 2006, no NAC – Núcleo de Arte Contemporânea, em João Pessoa  – PB. Na seqüência, em 2007, foi exibida no Misa – Museu da Imagem e do Som de  Alagoas, em Maceió – AL. Em 2008 foi apresentada no CEN - Congresso  Internacional de Literatura Lusófona, em Blumenau – SC. Após essa passagem pelo  Rio, a mostra segue a itinerância para outras capitais  brasileiras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="ecmsonormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Para a abertura da exposição em Santa  Tereza , haverá também um sarau de poesia, coordenado pelo poeta  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:red;" &gt;Luiz Fernando  Prôa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;, que realiza na cidade diversas ações  literárias, além de editar o site Alma de Poeta, onde Tchello desenvolve algumas  curadorias. No sarau, além da apresentação dos Poemínimos – micro-poemas  Verbi-voco-visuais de Tchello d’Barros – diversos poetas estarão presentes para  recitar seus próprios poemas. Na sequência, apresentação musical (guitarra,  violão e piano) com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:red;" &gt;Aloysio  Neves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; trazendo arranjos de Toninho Horta,  Egberto Gismonti, Hermeto Pascoal, A. Neves, Joe Pass, Villa-Lobos e Tom Jobim,  entre outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="ecmsonormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Programa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Abertura às 19:00hs&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Exposição de Poesia Visual -  Tchello d’Barros&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Exposição do álbum Palavraria  Pública - Tchello d’Barros&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Sarau Alma de Poeta - coordenação  de Luiz Fernando Prôa &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Apresentação Musical (guitarra,  violão e piano) - Aloysio Neves&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="ecmsonormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="ecmsonormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;..................................................................................................    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SERVIÇO&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Abertura: quinta-feira 03 set 2009 -  das 19 às 24h&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Local: Livraria Largo das Letras -  Tel. (21) 2221-8992&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;           Rua Almirante  Alexandrino, 501 Largo do Guimarães&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;           Bairro Santa Tereza - Rio  de Janeiro - RJ&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Entrada franca&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Visitação: 04 set à 04 out 2009 -  Terça à Domingo - das 14 às 24h&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 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 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Agradecimentos:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anna Mallet –  Largo das Letras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Luiz Fernando  Prôa – Alma de Poeta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paulo Rafael –  Pizzas Artesanais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.........................................................................................................&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Informações Complementares:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="ececececmsonormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Como  chegar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="ececececmsonormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;De  carro:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:black;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Pode subir pelas ruas Cândido Mendes, na  Glória, Monte Alegre, no Bairro de Fátima, Joaquim Murtinho, na Rua do  Riachuelo, é só seguir os trilhos do bonde. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="ececececmsonormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;De  ônibus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;  Há duas linhas, 206 e 214, o ponto final fica na Av. Nilo Peçanha, ao lado do  Buraco do Lume, antes de subir o morro tem parada na rua Gomes Freire, Lapa, em  frente ao Supermercado Rede Economia e Banco Itaú.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;De  Bonde:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;  Há horários de meia em meia hora, o último partindo ás 20:30h, é só  se dirigir  a estação ao lado do prédio da Petrobrás, na av. Chile, Centro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="ececmsonormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:black;" &gt;Gastrô&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;: no local pode-se tb degustar as Pizzas  Artesanais de Santa Tereza, acompanhadas por um bom vinho, uma cerveja bem  gelada, limonada suíça, doces e a cachacinha Caraíba, da cidade de Paraopeba, M.  G,  guardada em barril de jequitibá. Tudo ao ritmo e a velocidade tranquila do  bairro de Santa Tereza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="ececmsonormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;color:black;" &gt;Feriado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;: O espaço estará aberto também na  segunda-feira do feriado de 07 de setembro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-1210498782475722073?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/1210498782475722073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=1210498782475722073&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/1210498782475722073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/1210498782475722073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2009/08/exposicao-convergencias-poesia-visual.html' title='Exposição CONVERGÊNCIAS - A Poesia Visual de Tchello d´Barros em Santa Teresa - Rio de Janeiro'/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SpbTSVA6nVI/AAAAAAAABKQ/GdRsGvwxKfQ/s72-c/CONVERG%C3%8ANCIAS_Tchellod%27Barros.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-3099381815162848350</id><published>2009-07-23T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T14:50:06.148-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christina Magalhães Herrmann'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Herrmann'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='borboleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris-Schmetterling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris-Borboleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Voos de Borboleta'/><title type='text'>Voos de Borboleta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.protexto.com.br/autor.php?cod_autor=193"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SmjWYUYS8bI/AAAAAAAABJk/7pddKxTu4Mk/s400/CapaFrente-VooDeBorboleta-Site.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361771069660393906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"Voos de Borboleta"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;* é o meu novo livro com uma coletânea de 178 haicais em sua maioria em português, mas com alguns em alemão, esperanto e italiano. Revisado por &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Hugo Pontes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, prefaciado por&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Leila Míccolis &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e com comentários de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Antônio Mariano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Edith Janete Schaefer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Hugo Pontes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;,  e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Pedro Lyra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;ENCONTROS COM A NATUREZA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;por Edith Janete Schaefer Psicóloga, Ensaísta e Mestranda em Educação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Corremos muito. O mundo sofre com a efemeridade. Textos longos podem cansar, é preciso concisão! Os haicais surgem como possíveis linhas de fuga nessa corrida, são encontros com a natureza. Parar brevemente, ler, ser pungido em um encanto muito maior do que a brevidade do haicai. Haicais podem tocar. São certeiros por vezes. Os haicais de Chris, lembram um sopro de alma (psique) , que sai do corpo morto em forma de borboleta (psique), como um sinal de vida, fluidez e amor. Ora, o que seria da alma sem o amor? O que seria o mundo sem a polinização das borboletas? Chris poliniza, faz brotar, diversifica o ambiente em que vivemos. Seus haicais tem cheiro, cores e movimento. “Não há borboletas se a vida não passar por longas e silenciosas metamorfoses” (Rubem Alves)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Uma pequena biografia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Christina Magalhães Herrmann nasceu no Rio de Janeiro. Estudou literatura na Universidade Federal do Rio de Janeiro; música e piano no Conservatório Brasileiro de Música (CBM). Desde muito jovem começou a escrever poemas e compor músicas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Vivendo com sua família na Alemanha, desde 1996, trabalha como Web Designer e tradutora do Inglês e Alemão para o Português.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Seu espírito criativo, combinado à paixão pela Literatura Japonesa e Arte Digital, vem contribuindo para uma nova geração de haicais teuto-brasileiros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Participou de diversas publicações de poesia impressas e digitais no Brasil, Espanha e Estados Unidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Idealizou e lançou em parceria com o Congresso Brasileiro de Poesia, em 2006 e 2007, cinco antologias de poesia, incluindo uma somente com haicais de poetas de suas comunidades virtuais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tem uma coluna quinzenal – a Orkultural – no conceituado portal cultural Blocos Online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Em novembro de 2007 foi nomeada consulesa do movimento Poetas del Mundo em Dusseldorf, Alemanha, por indicação da poeta Delasnieve Daspet, embaixadora universal da paz para o Brasil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sítio oficial: www.christinaherrmann.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;* para adquiri-lo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.protexto.com.br/autor.php?cod_autor=193"&gt;clique aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-3099381815162848350?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/3099381815162848350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=3099381815162848350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/3099381815162848350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/3099381815162848350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2009/07/voos-de-borboleta.html' title='Voos de Borboleta'/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SmjWYUYS8bI/AAAAAAAABJk/7pddKxTu4Mk/s72-c/CapaFrente-VooDeBorboleta-Site.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-3245224248860977826</id><published>2009-07-06T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T10:39:27.745-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antônio Canuto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revista Mirante'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valdir Alvarenga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Claudia Brino'/><title type='text'>Revista Mirante - dedicação à literatura desde 1982</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Chris Herrmann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirante é uma revista literária santista fundada pelo poeta Valdir Alvarenga em 1982, juntamente com Antônio Canuto.&lt;br /&gt;Sem qualquer patrocínio, a revista ficou sete anos sem circular. Retornou graças ao esforço da poeta Claudia Brino, esposa de Alvarenga e coordenadora do Clube de Poetas do Litoral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;style&gt;ormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0cm;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:14.0pt;  font-family:Arial;  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} p.MsoPlainText, li.MsoPlainText, div.MsoPlainText  {margin:0cm;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Courier New";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} span.E-MailFormatvorlage15  {mso-style-type:personal;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-ansi-font-size:10.0pt;  mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:Arial;  mso-ascii-font-family:Arial;  mso-hansi-font-family:Arial;  mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;  color:windowtext;} @page Section1  {size:595.3pt 841.9pt;  margin:70.85pt 69.6pt 2.0cm 69.6pt;  mso-header-margin:35.4pt;  mso-footer-margin:35.4pt;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Normale Tabelle";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Nestes 27 anos, a Mirante publicou poemas de centenas de autores, não só da região, mas também de vários lugares do País. “Já recebemos trabalhos de Brasília, Pernambuco e São Paulo”, afirma Alvarenga. Vinícius de Moraes, Rimbaud, Pablo Neruda e T.S. Eliot, por exemplo, já freqüentaram as páginas da publicação. Da Baixada Santista, destacam-se nomes como Roldão Mendes Rosa, Madô Martins, Narciso de Andrade e Carolina Ramos, entre outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SlItQAYVO6I/AAAAAAAABIc/8rY-FCEdN4w/s1600-h/Mirante+61_1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SlItQAYVO6I/AAAAAAAABIc/8rY-FCEdN4w/s400/Mirante+61_1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355392659900152738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Meu poema "Faca afiada" na Mirante 65&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SlItY0MEjCI/AAAAAAAABIk/cGSZjN0EfRw/s1600-h/Mirante+61_3a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SlItY0MEjCI/AAAAAAAABIk/cGSZjN0EfRw/s400/Mirante+61_3a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355392811246324770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-3245224248860977826?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/3245224248860977826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=3245224248860977826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/3245224248860977826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/3245224248860977826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2009/07/revista-mirante-dedicacao-literatura.html' title='Revista Mirante - dedicação à literatura desde 1982'/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SlItQAYVO6I/AAAAAAAABIc/8rY-FCEdN4w/s72-c/Mirante+61_1a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-3042057564790181712</id><published>2009-06-30T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T09:15:22.030-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Byafra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Herrmann'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='borboleta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paulo Ciranda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Icaro'/><title type='text'>Diga-me, Paulo Ciranda</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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&lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Normale Tabelle";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O novo cineclipe “DIGA-ME”, do projeto Cinema Possível, foi gravado com imagens do Rio de Janeiro, a partir do poema escrito a 4 mãos pelo Ícaro e a Borboleta ( Byafra e Chris Herrmann ), com música e interpretação de Paulo Ciranda. Dirigido por Jiddu Saldanha - Junho de 2009.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kUij6-QGFbM&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kUij6-QGFbM&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; 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 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Estudou flauta transversa e teoria musical com Hector Costita – SP, 1977.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ciranda é o cantor e compositor que faz escala nos ‘‘festivais de música popular’’ pelo interior do Brasil, com participações no programa ¨Som Brasil¨(TV Globo), Feira de Cultura (TV Cultura SP), trabalho de pesquisa musical para a minissérie ¨Zumbi dos Palmares¨(TVE-Rede Brasil). Tem gravações em parceria com Dalto, Byafra, Amelinha, Marcos Sabino, Artur Maia e Nilo Pinta. Seu primeiro disco “Terra à Vista” foi lançado em 92 pela Niterói Discos, onde se encontra a canção “Água Ardente”, sucesso na voz de Byafra em trilha de novela Global. Em 98, lançou o CD independente “Mata Atlântica”, onde se encontra a faixa “Brisa de Itaipú”, executada pelo Discovery Channel. Em 2001 lançou o CD “Bicho Grilo” com Marcos Sabino e Forró Bem-te-vi, onde se destaca o Xote “Forró em Lumiar”. Em 2005  lançou o CD ‘‘Amore, Amour, Love, Amor“, pelo seu próprio selo “Prema”, seguindo na temática da ecologia e dos valores humanos, com músicos do primeiro time, tais como: Arthur Maia, Nilo Pinta, Paulão Menezes, entre outros. Apresenta-se com o grupo de violão e voz, cantando suas composições e dando sua interpretação pessoal a canções de: Zeca Baleiro, Geraldo Azevedo, Cássia Eller, Adriana Calcanhoto, Zé Ramalho, Gilberto Gil, e outros mais. Em 2006 e 2007 lançou os CDs ‘‘Tudo de Bom‘‘ e ‘‘Forrozando‘‘.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-3042057564790181712?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/3042057564790181712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=3042057564790181712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/3042057564790181712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/3042057564790181712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2009/06/diga-me-paulo-ciranda.html' title='Diga-me, Paulo Ciranda'/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SkoyikLO4sI/AAAAAAAABIU/hEuLx-Ttaks/s72-c/paulociranda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-462846421451571189</id><published>2009-06-26T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T05:53:04.967-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comenda'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artista plástica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comendadora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pintura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pintora'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Airam Magalhães'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artes plásticas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arte'/><title type='text'>A Arte de Airam Magalhães</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SkTBlR8rBFI/AAAAAAAABIM/O2Kn0tA2MB8/s1600-h/airam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 103px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SkTBlR8rBFI/AAAAAAAABIM/O2Kn0tA2MB8/s400/airam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351615103440192594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Airam Magalhães é carioca, viúva de militar, mãe de seis filhos e artista plástica. Dedicou-se muito à pintura nos anos 80, bem como à organização e promoção de diversas exposições de artes e eventos culturais. Foi uma das Diretoras da ABD (Associação Brasileira de Desenho), onde recebeu uma Comenda por seus serviços prestados à Arte Brasileira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abaixo, um óleo sobre tela de 1986 de Airam, que ela me presenteou e exibo com orgulho no meu apartamento aqui na Alemanha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SkS5z_Jw7QI/AAAAAAAABH8/6YIXJMx0hAA/s1600-h/am.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SkS5z_Jw7QI/AAAAAAAABH8/6YIXJMx0hAA/s320/am.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351606559999847682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0cm;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:14.0pt;  font-family:Arial;  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} p.MsoPlainText, li.MsoPlainText, div.MsoPlainText  {margin:0cm;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Courier New";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} span.E-MailFormatvorlage15  {mso-style-type:personal;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-ansi-font-size:10.0pt;  mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:Arial;  mso-ascii-font-family:Arial;  mso-hansi-font-family:Arial;  mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;  color:windowtext;} @page Section1  {size:612.0pt 792.0pt;  margin:70.85pt 70.85pt 2.0cm 70.85pt;  mso-header-margin:36.0pt;  mso-footer-margin:36.0pt;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Normale Tabelle";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p face="verdana" style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.portalabd.org/home/elisabeth_kinga.html"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Sítio da ABD (Associação Brasileira de Desenho)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt; com a indicação da Comenda dedicada à Airam e a outros artistas pelos serviços prestados em prol da nossa cultura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SkS7MYuEjAI/AAAAAAAABIE/bKlC1VJyn3M/s1600-h/ABD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 175px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SkS7MYuEjAI/AAAAAAAABIE/bKlC1VJyn3M/s400/ABD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351608078691503106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(Airam, de vestido azul, no centro da foto, quando recebeu a Comenda)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Após dedicar-se às artes alguns anos junto à ABD, Airam  trabalhou também por conta própria, como promoter, até final dos anos 90/início de 2000 com uma equipe de colaboradores, onde o artista que não possuísse recursos (mas realmente posuísse talento) participava das exposições coletivas gratuitamente e obtinha o mesmo tratamento que os outros. Para Airam, o importante era que o artista não desistisse de seus ideais e tivesse a oportunidade de ter um começo digno. Muitos deles estouraram e há alguns que hoje vendem seus trabalhos em galerias no exterior. Airam nunca se importou em aparecer na mídia e nem fazia questão de divulgar sobre a Comenda que recebeu. Nem os vizinhos sabiam. Seu maior orgulho e realização era saber que os artistas estavam obtendo sucesso no caminho que escolheram. Mãe, eu também me orgulho muito de você. Parabéns, pela contribuição exemplar à Arte em nosso país.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-462846421451571189?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/462846421451571189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=462846421451571189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/462846421451571189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/462846421451571189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2009/06/arte-de-airam-magalhaes.html' title='A Arte de Airam Magalhães'/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SkTBlR8rBFI/AAAAAAAABIM/O2Kn0tA2MB8/s72-c/airam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-4412907518340905345</id><published>2009-06-25T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T03:03:00.941-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rendição'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesia Visual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nós'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Herrmann'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poema Visual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Concretismo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hugo Pontes'/><title type='text'>Hugo Pontes e a Poesia Visual</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0cm;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:14.0pt;  font-family:Arial;  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} p.MsoPlainText, li.MsoPlainText, div.MsoPlainText  {margin:0cm;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Courier New";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} span.E-MailFormatvorlage15  {mso-style-type:personal;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-ansi-font-size:10.0pt;  mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:Arial;  mso-ascii-font-family:Arial;  mso-hansi-font-family:Arial;  mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;  color:windowtext;} @page Section1  {size:595.3pt 841.9pt;  margin:70.85pt 69.6pt 2.0cm 69.6pt;  mso-header-margin:35.4pt;  mso-footer-margin:35.4pt;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Chris Herrmann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Há muito que admirava a obra artística de Hugo Pontes, quando em 2006 tive o privilégio de conhecê-lo pessoalmente, no XIV Congresso Brasileiro de Poesia em Bento Gonçalves/RS e, assim, selar uma bela amizade. Meu livro de Haicais que está para ser lançado a qualquer momento, conta com  a sua brilhante revisão e comentário. Aprendo sempre com este escritor de vanguarda, um dos precursores da &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Poesia Visual&lt;/span&gt; no Brasil, movimento que começou a despontar timidamente nos anos 70, ousando novos experimentos que não se estagnaram no Concretismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Hugo Pontes é natural de Três Corações-MG onde nasceu a 22 de julho de 1945. É formado em Letras/ Língua Portuguesa e Língua Francesa e Respectivas Literaturas. Tem especialização em Literatura Brasileira. É professor de Língua Portuguesa, aposentado pelo Estado de Minas Gerais;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Professor de Redação na Universidade de Alfenas, Campus de Poços de Caldas; Supervisor Pedagógico da Prefeitura Municipal de Poços de Caldas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;É jornalista e colabora escrevendo para diversos jornais de várias cidades de Minas Gerais. Em Poços de Caldas colabora com o Jornal da Cidade, Jornal da Mantiqueira e Jornal de Poços.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Com relação a suas atividades literárias e de pesquisa histórica apresenta em seu currículo uma extensa lista de atividades relacionadas com a poesia, o poema visual, o ensaio e a história. Tem 25 obras publicadas entre livros-solo e antologias. Sua obra de criação literária está voltada para o Poema Visual. Em 1997 publicou pela Editora Plurart’s "Defesa de Tese: Poemas sem Fronteiras; Em 2002 publicou Poemas Visuais e Poesias, pela editora Annablume e, em 2007, fez a reedição do mesmo livro.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Desde 1996 é um dos organizadores e curador da Mostra Internacional de Poemas Visuais de Bento Gonçalves-RS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Mantém o sítio www.poemavisual.com.br , pioneiro para divulgação de poemas visuais de poetas brasileiros e do exterior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Os poemas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Nós&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Rendição&lt;/span&gt; estão entre as suas obras visuais mais conhecidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SkMiZZaHLbI/AAAAAAAABHk/BD6SQQI88co/s1600-h/hugo_pontes_nos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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font-family: verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;O videoclipe produzido por Jiddu Saldanha para homenagear o poema "Nós" inspirou um "Haigato" de Hugo Pontes e Chris Herrmann:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Nós dois e o gato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;De onde parte a ação?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Quem provoca quem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; 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width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iZVUfWjhWt0/SkCxlcuzU2I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pl9ma0BjWrk/s320/icaroeborboleta23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350471614241919842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;arte digital: chris herrmann - 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;A arte e a ciência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Byafra e Chris Herrmann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Não há método que tudo prove&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e nem destino inexoravel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A ciência não é exata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e nem a arte indomável.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pois quando a dúvida o percorre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nem toda ciência é maleável,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;nem toda arte o nó desata,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mas consciência é articulável.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-4222175700874510397?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/4222175700874510397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=4222175700874510397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/4222175700874510397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/4222175700874510397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2009/06/arte-e-ciencia.html' title='A arte e a ciência'/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iZVUfWjhWt0/SkCxlcuzU2I/AAAAAAAAAF0/pl9ma0BjWrk/s72-c/icaroeborboleta23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-6235910294232990578</id><published>2009-06-13T16:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T16:42:49.034-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haicai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haicais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christina Magalhães Herrmann'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Herrmann'/><title type='text'>Haicais "rebeldes"</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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 &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Haicai é um poema com 3 pequenos versos, de origem japonesa. Chegou ao Brasil no início do século 20 e hoje conta com muitos simpatizantes, praticantes e estudiosos por todo o país. No transplante para outros países, como para o Brasil, o haicai sofre alterações em suas regras básicas, seja na tentativa de adaptá-lo à estrutura das línguas (como no "american haiku"), ao espírito social da época ou à sede de inovação, nem sempre bem visto ou aceito por parte de seus adeptos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As quatro regras básicas do haicai clássico japonês são:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ul  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;li  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;poema de 17 sílabas japonesas, em três versos de 5, 7 e 5 sílabas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;contém alguma referência à natureza (diferente da humana)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-size:85%;"&gt;refere-se a um evento particular (não é uma generalização)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;apresenta o evento como "acontecendo agora", e não no passado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"   lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Há também outras sutilezas típicas do haicai original, como colocar-se como observador do evento e não parte dele. Trazer em seu último verso algo a surpreender o leitor. Escrever com simplicidade, mas trazer reflexão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Entretanto, há várias correntes de haicaístas pelo mundo que variam entre os que não aceitam a tese de que as línguas ocidentais são muito diferentes do japonês e, por isso, cabe mudanças/adaptações; os que aceitam apenas pequenas adaptações e os que, gradualmente, são flexíveis a releituras contemporâneas deste poema conciso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Abaixo, dois vídeos que editei com meus (um tanto "rebeldes") haicais: O primeiro em português e o outro em alemão; imagens minhas em arte digital e música de fundo do grande compositor de rock e blues J.J. Cale, "A Thing Going On" (algo está acontecendo).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:14;"   lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:14;"   lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;* Vale lembrar, apenas, que o vídeo foi ao ar antes do novo acordo ortográfico da língua portuguesa entrar em vigor. Portanto leia-se "voo" e não "vôo".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: verdana;" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UkSF0v9bu4Q&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UkSF0v9bu4Q&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: verdana;" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sIGbqpztZ9s&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sIGbqpztZ9s&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-6235910294232990578?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/6235910294232990578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=6235910294232990578&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/6235910294232990578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/6235910294232990578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2009/06/haicais-rebeldes.html' title='Haicais &quot;rebeldes&quot;'/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-6198157884474536715</id><published>2009-06-12T06:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T06:53:10.130-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DotSUB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Geographic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop Tech'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K. David Harrison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Línguas em extinção'/><title type='text'>Línguas em extinção - Alarme!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chris Herrmann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Um problema sério e alarmante que vem acontecendo sistematicamente e passa despercebido por muitos. Mais de 7000 línguas do mundo estão em drástico declínio. Mais da metade podem morrer no próximo século, desaparecendo antes que elas sejam registradas ou documentadas. A Pop! Tech, a plataforma online de legendagem dotSUB, a National Geographic e o etnolínguista K. David Harrison fizeram uma parceria para solucionar o problema da extinção de línguas e ajudar a mobilizar um público global para evitar a perda do conhecimento humano e da cultura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Escolha a língua desejada e assista ao vídeo com a palestra do Dr. Harrison, esclarecendo o porquê da extinção das línguas ser um problema bem mais grave do que se possa imaginar. Todos nós sairemos perdendo, e não apenas a comunidade na região da língua extinta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;iframe src="http://dotsub.com/media/d88e920e-9d6b-4862-a712-7259003bd00a/e/m" width="435" frameborder="0" height="362"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;a href="http://dotsub.com/view/d88e920e-9d6b-4862-a712-7259003bd00a"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Fonte: poptech.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-6198157884474536715?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/6198157884474536715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=6198157884474536715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/6198157884474536715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/6198157884474536715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2009/06/linguas-em-extincao-alarme.html' title='Línguas em extinção - Alarme!'/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-8421068464989209880</id><published>2009-06-09T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T13:14:18.758-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christina Magalhães Herrmann'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Círculo Brasileiro de Colônia e.V.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boletim Informativo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Darci Weihs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Herrmann'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A Poetisa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sônia Schneider'/><title type='text'>A Poetisa - artigo publicado na Alemanha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chris Herrmann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;O artigo "A Poetisa", sobre o meu trabalho cultural e, em especial, com a literatura, foi publicado com destaque nas primeiras páginas do jornal impresso de Maio/2009 do &lt;a href="http://www.circulobrasileiro.de/"&gt;Círculo Brasileiro de Colônia e.V&lt;/a&gt;. na Alemanha, com distribuição, inclusive, para a Embaixada Brasileira em Berlim e o Consulado em Frankfurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;O Boletim do Círculo Brasileiro, que este ano comemora seus 30 anos de existência, é um informativo mensal com notícias do Brasil, relações Brasil-Alemanha e atividades brasileiras no exterior. Tem um teor jornalístico e cultural elevados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A Diretoria é composta pelas brasileiras Darci Weihs, Presidente, e Sônia Schneider, Vice-Presidente. Os colaboradores são Katia e Stefan Wittke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/Si6eFymGVPI/AAAAAAAABB8/hFJGMJkD9aw/s1600-h/APoetisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 328px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/Si6eFymGVPI/AAAAAAAABB8/hFJGMJkD9aw/s200/APoetisa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345383630053463282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/Si6eLkvV-DI/AAAAAAAABCE/tKbofNSyiNE/s1600-h/Capa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/Si6eLkvV-DI/AAAAAAAABCE/tKbofNSyiNE/s200/Capa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345383729413355570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/Si6eTGooapI/AAAAAAAABCM/UlfCBFtkg3o/s1600-h/Diretoria.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/Si6eTGooapI/AAAAAAAABCM/UlfCBFtkg3o/s200/Diretoria.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345383858771094162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;(clique nas imagens para vê-las em tamanho natural)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abaixo, a transcrição da matéria publicada:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="PersonName"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:hyphenationzone&gt;21&lt;/w:HyphenationZone&gt;   &lt;w:punctuationkerning/&gt;   &lt;w:validateagainstschemas/&gt;   &lt;w:saveifxmlinvalid&gt;false&lt;/w:SaveIfXMLInvalid&gt;   &lt;w:ignoremixedcontent&gt;false&lt;/w:IgnoreMixedContent&gt;   &lt;w:alwaysshowplaceholdertext&gt;false&lt;/w:AlwaysShowPlaceholderText&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt;    &lt;w:wraptextwithpunct/&gt;    &lt;w:useasianbreakrules/&gt;    &lt;w:dontgrowautofit/&gt;   &lt;/w:Compatibility&gt;   &lt;w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/&gt;  &lt;/w:WordDocument&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:latentstyles deflockedstate="false" latentstylecount="156"&gt;  &lt;/w:LatentStyles&gt; &lt;/xml&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:38481807-CA0E-42D2-BF39-B33AF135CC4D" id="ieooui"&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;style&gt; st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) } &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;style&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:"";  margin:0cm;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:12.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} p.MsoPlainText, li.MsoPlainText, div.MsoPlainText  {margin:0cm;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Courier New";  mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1  {size:612.0pt 792.0pt;  margin:70.85pt 70.85pt 2.0cm 70.85pt;  mso-header-margin:36.0pt;  mso-footer-margin:36.0pt;  mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1  {page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable  {mso-style-name:"Normale Tabelle";  mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0;  mso-tstyle-colband-size:0;  mso-style-noshow:yes;  mso-style-parent:"";  mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt;  mso-para-margin:0cm;  mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  font-size:10.0pt;  font-family:"Times New Roman";  mso-ansi-language:#0400;  mso-fareast-language:#0400;  mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Chris Herrmann&lt;/span&gt; – Christina Magalhães Herrmann nasceu e cresceu no Rio de Janeiro. Estudou Literatura na UFRJ, Música (Piano e Teoria Musical) no CBM e, parcialmente, Teologia e Filosofia na FACEN. Fez outros cursos, incluindo Marketing (na ESPM) e Básico de Administração (FGV). Ainda no Rio, trabalhou muitos anos como Secretária Executiva Bilíngue e Tradutora. Ela chegou à Alemanha em 1996 e, desde então, vive com sua família em Hilden, uma cidade próxima a Düsseldorf. Seus dois filhos, segundo ela mesma destaca com satisfação, são sua fonte inesgotável de inspiração. Chris vem trabalhando na Alemanha com traduções e Web-Design, além de dedicar-se à Literatura com paixão. O Haicai – poema de três versos de origem japonesa – tem tornado seu trabalho poético ainda mais popular na internet e em publicações impressas. Em Novembro de 2007, foi nomeada Consulesa do Movimento Poetas del Mundo em Düsseldorf, Convite este feito pela Sra. Delasnieve Daspet poeta e Embaixadora Universal da Paz para o Brasil. Muito musical, Chris Herrmann também já compôs música, algumas em parceria com Roberto de Oliveira Costa. Atualmente, escreve para a coluna "Orkultural” de &lt;st1:personname st="on"&gt;Blocos Online&lt;/st1:personname&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Vem criando e mantendo blogs e comunidades virtuais de sucesso, nos assuntos filosofia, ciências, artes (especialmente literatura), e onde se realizam entrevistas arrojadas com nomes que vêm se destacando em diversas áreas e que já estão sendo editadas para compor o próximo número da revista impressa „Tempo Brasileiro”, sob o título de „Cultura e Cyberespaço“. Ela vem participando e organizando movimentos poéticos, como foi o caso de cinco antologias de poemas de suas comunidades virtuais, em parceria com o Congresso Brasileiro de Antologia, em Bento Gonçalves/RS, nos anos de 2006 e 2007. Chris tem trabalhos publicados (impressos e digitais) no Brasil, EUA e Espanha. Seu próximo livro solo „Voos de Borboleta“ – uma coletânea com 178 haicais em português, alemão, esperanto, inglês e italiano. A revisão foi feita pelo escritor Hugo Pontes (considerado o „Papa“ da Poesia Visual no Brasil), prefaciado pela escritora e novelista Leila Míccolis (autora de „kananga do Japão” e “Barriga de Aluguel”), co-editora de „&lt;st1:personname st="on"&gt;Blocos Online&lt;/st1:personname&gt;“ – um dos maiores portais literários do Brasil. Há, também,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;comentários do próprio Hugo Pontes, Antonio Mariano Lima (poeta), Janete Schaefer (Psicóloga e ensaísta) e Pedro Lyra (poeta, professor, ensaísta e crítico literário). O livro já foi entregue à editora e, em breve, estará disponível para a venda. Mas já é sucesso antes mesmo de seu lançamento, como se pode observar pelos inúmeros comentários elogiosos dos fãs, junto a entrevistas que ela vem concedendo em sites literários.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;HAICAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;A criança dança,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;rodopiando a lembrança&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;à margem do tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Chris Herrmann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;TANKA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Voa passarinho,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;vento o livre de mansinho&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;do peso do homem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Arranha-céus não conseguem&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;concretizar as estrelas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Chris Herrmann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;Fonte:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;www.christinaherrmann.com&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chris_Herrmann&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" face="verdana"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;www.blocosonline.com.br&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoPlainText" style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;www.autores.com.br/ChrisHerrmann&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoPlainText"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-8421068464989209880?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/8421068464989209880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=8421068464989209880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/8421068464989209880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/8421068464989209880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2009/06/poetisa-artigo-publicado-na-alemanha.html' title='A Poetisa - artigo publicado na Alemanha'/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/Si6eFymGVPI/AAAAAAAABB8/hFJGMJkD9aw/s72-c/APoetisa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-2188422052856170142</id><published>2009-06-06T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T04:46:49.876-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haicai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haicais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Herrmann'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haikus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Basho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haigatos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Al Stewart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Year of the Cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haicats'/><title type='text'>Haigatos / Haicats</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;por Chris Herrmann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Haigatos nada mais são que haicais com a temática Gatos. Comecei a "arranhá-los" alguns anos atrás quando tive o prazer de conhecer o grande mímico, poeta e artista plástico Jiddu Saldanha. Lembro que fiquei encantada com seu blog de Haigatos, pois eu já era uma apaixonada por haicais e sempre amei gatos. Tive vários quando criança. E os dois mais recentes, e que ficaram mais tempo em nossa casa, foram o Robin e o Tommy. Aliás, eu é quem dava os nomes e que gostava de ser mãe deles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Falo sobre isso na entrevista que concedi ao Jiddu no blog Haigatos. Minhas duas irmãs não aceitavam ser tias, também eram mães. Na mesma entrevista, eu conto a aventura de tentar levar o Tommy a primeira vez ao veterinário no colo. Eu não era mais tão criança, mas o suficiente ingênua para acreditar que ele iria se comportar. Não fiz outra coisa senão ficar correndo atrás dele... e os vizinhos? Ajudando a procurá-lo e rindo (não necessariamente nesta ordem).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Robin e Tommy eram siameses, muito manhosos, belos e bagunceiros. O que não surpreende quem já os teve. Os gatinhos que os antecederam eram de outras raças, mas igualmente lindos (mãe de gato também é coruja, por mais estranho que esta afirmação soe! rs).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pois ficaram algumas fotos e muitas lembranças em nossa memória das aventuras felinas em nossas vidas. E, por isso mesmo, tenho muito prazer em trabalhar os haigatos, como no slide-show abaixo, com 7 haigatos em inglês e português, totalmente inéditos. A música de fundo, "Year of the Cat" do Al Stewart, me traz uma lembrança única e maravilhosa do festival de música que participei com duas composições. em parceria com Roberto Oliveira Costa, no Rio de Janeiro, quando tinha 13 anos. Formamos uma banda para a nossa performance ao vivo, comigo ao piano, claro. Nesse mesmo festival apresentou-se - ainda como "caloura" - Fátima Guedes. E, durante os intervalos das apresentações, tocou-se muito "Year of the Cat", música até então pouco conhecida. Entretanto, ela ficou eternizada na minha memória e agora, também, "remasterizada" junto aos meus haigatinhos. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Year of the Cat - Haicats/Haigatos from Chris Herrmann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NcYGq81-ZHw"&gt;Link no YouTube&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NcYGq81-ZHw&amp;amp;hl=de&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NcYGq81-ZHw&amp;amp;hl=de&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-2188422052856170142?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/2188422052856170142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=2188422052856170142&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/2188422052856170142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/2188422052856170142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2009/06/haigatos-haicats.html' title='Haigatos / Haicats'/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-2771857738832479963</id><published>2009-06-03T06:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T14:39:11.884-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Café Filosófico Das Quatro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arte de Viver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Byafra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CF4'/><title type='text'>CITAÇÕES: "Arte de Viver" - Byafra</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H4OeubP_iA8/SiZxUEZLr7I/AAAAAAAAACE/FuutwrQLZ5g/s1600-h/ByafrabyChris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H4OeubP_iA8/SiZxUEZLr7I/AAAAAAAAACE/FuutwrQLZ5g/s400/ByafrabyChris.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343082597512359858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;arte digital: chris herrmann, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yjqhtE1dDCk&amp;amp;hl=de&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yjqhtE1dDCk&amp;amp;hl=de&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"A poesia sempre esteve presente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Além de músico, sempre fiz letras de  música.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Acho que um movimento muito importante está surgindo na internet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Um movimento do qual você participa com muito afinco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A  tendência - e o cinema de alguma forma já faz isso -  é unir todas as artes em  espetáculos únicos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A arte como manifestação em favor de um novo modelo  de vida, um novo modelo de mundo, sem os atropelos da economia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Um mundo  onde não seremos apenas engrenagens de uma máquina, um mundo que não seja mudo à  miséria, um mundo que nos dê prazer, um mundo humano e inteligente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Por  isso, acho que os artistas devem se unir para fazer manifestações artísticas  pelo partido da arte, da arte de viver."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Byafra, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Main#CommMsgs.aspx?cmm=1190640&amp;amp;tid=5332196207261440021"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bate-Papo  com o Cantor e Poeta BYAFRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;na &lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Main#Community.aspx?cmm=1190640"&gt;comunidade Café Filosófico "Das Quatro"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Main#Community.aspx?cmm=1190640"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-2771857738832479963?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/2771857738832479963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=2771857738832479963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/2771857738832479963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/2771857738832479963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2009/06/citacoes-arte-de-viver-byafra.html' title='CITAÇÕES: &quot;Arte de Viver&quot; - Byafra'/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_H4OeubP_iA8/SiZxUEZLr7I/AAAAAAAAACE/FuutwrQLZ5g/s72-c/ByafrabyChris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-7620959698058789841</id><published>2009-05-30T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T14:17:32.624-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christina Magalhães Herrmann'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Herrmann'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cadeira Nr. 26'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Academia Momento Lítero-Cultural'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selmo Vasconcellos'/><title type='text'>A Cadeira N" 26 da Academia Momento Lítero-Cultural</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SiGhGgIffmI/AAAAAAAAA_0/iGfXHi5jdms/s1600-h/Chrisblusaverm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SiGhGgIffmI/AAAAAAAAA_0/iGfXHi5jdms/s200/Chrisblusaverm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341727766114958946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;CADEIRA Nº 26&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;TITULAR &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;CHRIS HERRMANN (Christina Magalhães Herrmann – Rio de Janeiro, RJ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt; Poeta, escritora, tradutora e antologista. Já compôs músicas. Cursou Letras (Literatura ), parcialmente filosofia e teologia e cursou Administração Básica na Fundação Getúlio Vargas e Propaganda &amp;amp; Marketing na ESPM. Estudou piano e teoria musical no Conservatório Brasileiro de Música (RJ). Atua na organização e divulgação de antologias e outros eventos literários. Mudou-se para a Alemanha em 1996 onde, com sua família alemã, vive até hoje.&lt;br /&gt;Alemanha - 1ª participação : L.C. nº 760, 03 de fevereiro de 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;PATRONO &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;DENNIS KANN (EUA – 13/08/1941 - + 12/02/2002)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Poeta. Cursou Ciências da Computação. Doutorado Honorário da Universidade Internacional de Bombaim, Índia.&lt;br /&gt;1ª participação : M.L.C. nº 304, 31 de janeiro de 1997.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;GRANDE BENEMÉRITO &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;TERESINKA PEREIRA (Belo Horizonte, MG)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Poeta, contista, teatróloga, ensaísta e conferencista.Diploma de Filosofia (1973). Professora universitária. Presidente da International Writers and Artists Association.&lt;br /&gt;Ohio, EUA -1ª participação : M.L.C. nº 206, 31 de março de 1995.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;BENEMÉRITO &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;ELIANE ACCIOLY FONSECA (Belo Horizonte, MG)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Poeta e escritora. Psicanalista. Doutora em Comunicação e Semiótica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;São Paulo, SP -1ª participação : M.L.C. nº 421, 21 de maio de 1999.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;___________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;dl style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana;" id="comments-block"&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Selmo, sinto-me profundamente honrada em ocupar a cadeira de nr. 26 da Academia Momento Lítero Cultural através do respeito e da confiança no trabalho que venho desenvolvendo, com paixão, especialmente com a Literatura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostaria de enfatizar que admiro-o muito como pessoa, amigo, poeta e também como grande ativista cultural que você sempre foi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo o meu forte abraço e o desejo de sucesso para esta nova e bela Academia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris Herrmann&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-footer"&gt; &lt;span class="comment-timestamp"&gt; &lt;a href="http://academiamomentoliterocultural.blogspot.com/2009/05/cadeira-n-26.html?showComment=1243701391639#c761251342380983617" title="comment permalink"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;30 de Maio de 2009 09:36&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/dl&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;___________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fonte: &lt;a href="http://academiamomentoliterocultural.blogspot.com/2009/05/cadeira-n-26.html?showComment=1243701391639#c761251342380983617"&gt;Academia Momento Lítero-Cultural&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-7620959698058789841?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/7620959698058789841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=7620959698058789841&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/7620959698058789841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/7620959698058789841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2009/05/cadeira-n-26-da-academia-momento-litero.html' title='A Cadeira N&quot; 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text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blocosonline.com.br/literatura/poesia/saciedadig/04/antologiavirtual/capa04.php"&gt;Clique Aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 255);font-family:Verdana;"  lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 255);font-family:Verdana;"  lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="texto-conteudo2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blocosonline.com.br/literatura/poesia/saciedadig/04/antologiavirtual/capa04.php" target="_top"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 255);font-family:Verdana;"  lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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 &lt;p class="MsoListBullet5" style="margin: 0cm 18pt 0pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListBullet5" style="margin: 0cm 18pt 0pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A OBRA  IMPRESSA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListBullet5" style="margin: 0cm 18pt 0pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListBullet5" style="margin: 0cm 18pt 0pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 255);" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoListBullet5" style="margin: 0cm 18pt 0pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 255);" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SACIEDADE DOS POETAS VIVOS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;" lang="PT-BR"&gt; foi uma coleção publicada pela Editora Blocos, durante a década de 1990, em 13 volumes. Ficou famosa por ser apenas 17 autores por antologia, e por ter conseguido reunir poetas de renome entre os participantes. Outro elemento diferencial: a característica temática, servindo de elo de ligação entre diversos tipos de propostas estéticas. Diversas cabeças pensantes escrevendo sobre um mesmo tema fornecem uma visão bem mais abrangente do assunto, e um material de reflexão muito maior.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoListBullet5" style="margin: 0cm 18pt 0pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Diferente do que possa parecer, o título da Coleção de Poesia não é uma paráfrase do filme “Sociedade dos poetas mortos”. É uma paródia dele, uma crítica a uma política cultural que dá mais valor aos poetas quando morrem do que aos que estão vivos na atualidade, o que gera uma enorme saciedade – no sentido de aborrecimento, tédio e fastio – em todos nós artistas da palavra.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListBullet5" style="margin: 0cm 18pt 0pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;" lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 255);font-family:Verdana;"  lang="PT-BR"&gt;A  OBRA DIGITALIZADA&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;A partir 2006, a Coleção foi reativada com a mesma orientação editorial, só que agora, digitalizada e dentro do portal Blocos Online, que é um dos maiores e mais importantes espaços literários na Internet, reconhecido inclusive pela &lt;b style=""&gt;UNESCO&lt;/b&gt;, com cerca de 3.000 a 5.000 leitores por dia, aproximadamente 40.000 arquivos online e já com 8.500 autores – nacionais e internacionais –,&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;sendo  mensalmente acessado por mais de 80 países, nos quatro continentes.  &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A  SACIEDADE DOS POETAS VIVOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt; pela Internet possui duas enormes vantagens: a tiragem, impressa, era de 1.000 exemplares, portanto, um público estimado em mil leitores; &lt;i style=""&gt;on line&lt;/i&gt;, esse número de leitores quase que centuplica em apenas um mês, sem ser necessários gastos com remessa e riscos de extravio de Correio. O outro benefício da obra &lt;i style=""&gt;on line&lt;/i&gt; é não ser vendida, portanto não exigir que o autor fique com exemplares em casa, ou que saia em campo para deixá-la em consignação. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;O sucesso do vol. 1 disponibilizado em 25 de outubro de 2006 foi tão grande que, em janeiro de 2007, já eram lançados mais dois volumes, e já se pensa no próximo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListBullet5" style="margin: 0cm 18pt 0pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoListBullet5" style="margin: 0cm 18pt 0pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoListBullet5" style="margin: 0cm 18pt 0pt 0cm;"&gt;&lt;span lang="PT-BR"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;AUTORES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 255);font-family:Verdana;"  lang="PT-BR"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOLUME  1&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;• Anderson Braga Horta • Carlos Arthur Newlands Júnior • Cathia de Almeida • Christina Magalhães Herrmann • Clodomir Monteiro • Cristina Rios Leme • Fabbio Cortez • Galdino Moreira Neto • Graça Graúna • Idalina de Carvalho • Jandira Zanchi • Leila Cristina Carvalho • Maria Dalva Junqueira Guimarães (Madellon) • Merivaldo Pinheiro • Onna Agaia • Solange Firmino • Vera Casa Nova&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;Tema:  poeta/poesias&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 255);font-family:Verdana;"  lang="PT-BR"&gt;VOLUME  2 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;• André Martins • Astrid Cabral • Darlan Alberto Tupinambá Araújo Padilha (Dimythryus) • Débora Novaes de Castro • Eliana Mora • Eunice Arruda • Fernando Mendes Rosendo • Juçara Valverde • Lázaro Barreto • Márcio Catunda • Marco Bastos • Rogel Samuel • Romério Rômulo • Rosy Feros • Sandra Falcone &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;     Convidados  especiais: Glauco Mattoso e Neide Archanjo &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;Tema:  memórias.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 255);font-family:Verdana;"  lang="PT-BR"&gt;VOLUME  3 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;• Antônio Lázaro de Almeida Prado • Cláudia Belchior • Cláudio Schuster • Ivan Miziara • Lúcia Nobre • Luiz Paulo Serôa • Paula Cury • Regina Pouchain • Rita Moutinho • Sheila Pavanelli • Terêza Tenório • Vânia Moreira Diniz • Vera Vilela • Wilson Guanais • Xenïa Antunes &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;      Convidados  especiais: Affonso Romano de Sant'Anna e Gilberto Mendonça  Teles&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;Tema:  Corpos&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 255);font-family:Verdana;"  lang="PT-BR"&gt;VOLUME  4 &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;• Ana Wilinski • Cármen Rocha • Christina Magalhães Herrmann • Condorcet Aranha • Fabbio Cortez • Fernando Paganatto • Gerson Ney França • Gisele de Carvalho • Leila Míccolis • Maria da Graça Almeida • Márcia Sanchez Luz • Marlene Andrade Martins • Patrícia Evans • Rizolete Fernandes • Silvia Paiva&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;      Convidados  especiais: Lêdo Ivo e Suzana Vargas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 255);font-family:Verdana;"  lang="PT-BR"&gt;A  SACIEDADE DOS POETAS VIVOS DIGITAL – Vol. 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;teve como tema, sugerido por &lt;b style=""&gt;Urhacy Faustino&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b style=""&gt;“Entre quatro paredes”&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;a casa e as relações familiares: os cômodos (quarto, sala, cozinha), os objetos (televisão, geladeira, escrivaninha), os animais de estimação, as pessoas (pais, filhos, amantes), os sentimentos (cansaço, rotina desgaste, amor). As pessoas e os seus cotidianos. Seus sonhos e pesadelos. Seus medos e frustrações, seus humores, suas construções e desmoronamentos diários. Seus fantasmas. Dezessete poetas com abordagens interessantes e variadas sobre o assunto, algumas mais polêmicas e impactantes, como as de &lt;b style=""&gt;Fernando Paganatto&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b style=""&gt;Leila Míccolis&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b style=""&gt;Patrícia Evans&lt;/b&gt;, outras mais líricas  como as de &lt;b style=""&gt;Ana Wilinski&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b style=""&gt;Gisele de Carvalho&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b style=""&gt;Silvia Paiva&lt;/b&gt;; há ainda a existencial de  &lt;b style=""&gt;Maria da Graça de Almeida&lt;/b&gt;, a  filosófica de &lt;b style=""&gt;Gerson Ney França&lt;/b&gt;, a  multifária de &lt;b style=""&gt;Chris Herrmann&lt;/b&gt;, a  clássica de &lt;b style=""&gt;Condorcet Aranha&lt;/b&gt;, a  crítica de &lt;b style=""&gt;Cármen Rocha&lt;/b&gt;, a  ontológica de &lt;b style=""&gt;Márcia Sanchez Luz&lt;/b&gt;, a  instigante de &lt;b style=""&gt;Fabbio Cortez&lt;/b&gt;, a  metafórica de &lt;b style=""&gt;Marlene de Andrade  Martins&lt;/b&gt;, a lúcida de &lt;b style=""&gt;Rizolete  Fernandes&lt;/b&gt;. Convidados especiais, prestigiando o projeto dois nomes  reconhecidos nacional e internacionalmente: &lt;b style=""&gt;Lêdo Ivo&lt;/b&gt;, que é inclusive do Conselho  Administrador do portal Blocos On line e &lt;b style=""&gt;Suzana Vargas&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;Foi  lançada dia 23 de abril de 2007, Dia Internacional do Livro, criado pela &lt;b style=""&gt;UNESCO&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span  lang="PT-BR" style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;CRÉDITOS&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;Capa:  Vande Rotta Gomide&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;Título:  Eduardo Feijó Netto Machado &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;Seleção  de autores e textos: Leila Míccolis&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;Webmaster:  Urhacy Faustino&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;Apoio  cultural e Divulgação: CaravanaCult (Christina Herrmann e Clauky  Saba)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;Realização  e hospedagem: Blocos Online &lt;a href="http://www.blocosonline.com.br/"&gt;http://www.blocosonline.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;E-mail:  &lt;a href="mailto:blocos@blocosonline.com.br"&gt;blocos@blocosonline.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  lang="PT-BR" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-3211668826113829062?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/3211668826113829062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=3211668826113829062&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/3211668826113829062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/3211668826113829062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2007/04/saciedade-dos-poetas-vivos-digital.html' title='SACIEDADE DOS POETAS VIVOS - DIGITAL'/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-4632472359486422828</id><published>2007-03-17T14:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T14:39:55.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Antologias 2006 do CF4 no XIV Congresso Brasileiro de Poesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;A "Trilogia" (3 antologias de poesia) da comunidade coligada &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Café Filosófico ´Das Quatro´ (CF4)&lt;/span&gt;, que foi editada sob a coordenação de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ademir Antonio Bacca, Christina M.Herrmann, Edith Janete e Colaboradores&lt;/span&gt;, com apoio do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Proyecto Cultural Sur&lt;/span&gt; e lançada no &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;XIV Congresso Brasileiro de Poesia&lt;/span&gt;, em Outubro.2006 na cidade de Bento Gonçalves/RS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fu7YlMcGa9I"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fu7YlMcGa9I" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;^Chris-Borboleta^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(138, 169, 194);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;§&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(138, 169, 194);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-4632472359486422828?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/4632472359486422828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=4632472359486422828&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/4632472359486422828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/4632472359486422828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2007/03/trilogia-3-antologias-de-poesia-da.html' title='Antologias 2006 do CF4 no XIV Congresso Brasileiro de Poesia'/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-4925402270901113635</id><published>2007-02-24T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T14:13:28.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/ReAzZDxMHyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4cS5GFhOSms/s1600-h/capas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035080889001582370" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/ReAzZDxMHyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4cS5GFhOSms/s320/capas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Antologia "PÁSSAROS-POETAS &amp; TROVADORES" - 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Estão abertas as inscrições da &lt;strong&gt;Antologia de Poemas da Sociedade dos Pássaros-Poetas&lt;/strong&gt; (em conjunto com a comunidade "Trovadores Noturnos"), a ser lançada durante o XV Congresso Brasileiro de Poesia, em Bento Gonçalves/RS, de 1 à 6 de Outubro de 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Visitem o link:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.arcor.de/cf4/antologias2007.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Capas das Antologias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Em 2006, a comunidade CF4 (coligada à SPP) teve sua participação no Congresso com as primeiras antologias. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Vejam nos links: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.arcor.de/cf4/trilogia.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Site do CF4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cfquatro.multiply.com/photos/album/3" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Fotos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;INSCRIÇÕES PARA A ANTOLOGIA DA SPP - 2007:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;** Importante **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;1) Trata-se de uma edição COOPERATIVADA, portanto tem seu custo de gráfica dividido entre todos os participantes, onde cada poeta terá direito a 40 exemplares da antologia e 2 dias com hospedagem e alimentação gratuita no XV Congresso Brasileiro de Poesia, em Bento Gonçalves/RS, e onde poderá fazer parte do lançamento (noite de autógrafos).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;2) Ao inscrever-se, enviando poemas de sua autoria para o email indicado (obviamente que poderá tirar dúvidas primeiro), o poeta já terá concordado com os termos de sua participação na antologia cooperativada, devendo efetuar o pagamento no prazo indicado após sua seleção. Caso não haja cumprimento do que foi acordado após sua seleção, o poeta terá sua participação na antologia automaticamente cancelada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;3) Escreva para&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="mailto:antol_spp_tn@arcor.de"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;antol_spp_tn@arcor.de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;obtenha maiores informações sobre custos e participação no Congresso, e envie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;5 poemas de sua autoria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; 1 foto sua com boa resolução.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; Sua biografia resumida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;Prazo de inscrição/confirmação de participação: Até final de abril.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SELEÇÃO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;1) Cada poeta receberá confirmação de sua seleção por email, individualmente, para que possa cumprir com as exigências de inscrição (material e revisão dos poemas) e pagamento, nos prazos a serem indicados pelo organizador do projeto; Ademir Antonio Bacca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;2) Após a seleção e inscrição concluídas, informaremos todos os poetas com sua participação confirmada na Antologia de 2007, em novo tópico aberto na SPP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AOS POETAS DA ANTOLOGIA DO CF4 em 2006:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Os poetas que, por ventura, tenham participado das antologias do CF4 em 2006, têm sua participação garantida/confirmada nesta antologia da SPP &amp; TN - 2007, portanto serão automaticamente selecionados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;INFORMAÇÕES SOBRE O CONGRESSO BRASILEIRO DE POESIA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Visitem o link:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://br.geocities.com/poebras/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Congresso Brasileiro de Poesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-4925402270901113635?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/4925402270901113635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=4925402270901113635&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/4925402270901113635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/4925402270901113635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2007/02/antologia-pssaros-poetas-trovadores.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/ReAzZDxMHyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4cS5GFhOSms/s72-c/capas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116972659790327650</id><published>2007-01-25T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T05:16:56.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/1194/Caf??.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/400/677681/Caf%3F%3F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAFÉ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FILOSÓFICO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"DAS QUATRO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;** 2° ANIVERSÁRIO DO CF4 **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;(Comunidade parceira da Sociedade dos Pássaros-Poetas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;No dia &lt;strong&gt;19 de Janeiro de 2005&lt;/strong&gt; nossa comunidade foi criada e procuramos até hoje manter sua idéia original: debates em assuntos de filosofia e cultura, com respeito às opiniões diversas e quatro moderadoras para ajudar a organizar e estimular toda essa interação. Com o crescimento do nosso grupo, veio a necessidade de pessoas que também ajudassem a organizar os projetos culturais e hoje temos uma comunidade "a pleno vapor" com um saldo bastante positivo. Acima de tudo, é um lugar onde podemos fazer amigos. Deixo meu agradecimento a todos que ajudam e apóiam o trabalho na comunidade, aos membros mais ativos e até mesmo os que não postam tanto, mas acompanham lendo com freqüência, o que mostra ainda mais que todo esse esforço tem valido muito a pena. Então, vamos comemorar mais um ano de nossa comunidade. A festa é de vocês. Aqui vai a minha lembrança, espero que gostem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sKcuHaZlFiY&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search="&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Philosophy" - Ben Folds Five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fraterno abraço a todos!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Christina Magalhães Herrmann - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Fundadora do CF4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;** ÁGORA VIRTUAL **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;“Antes longe era distante, perto só quando dava. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Quando muito ali defronte e o horizonte acabava” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;(Gilberto Gil)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O espaço público concebido como um local que possibilita o encontro das pessoas em torno do debate de temas, da análise de problemáticas e tomadas de decisão é uma necessidade social que se verifica historicamente. No início da nossa cultural ocidental, a ágora grega desempenhava essa função. Era o local onde os cidadãos da polis reuniam-se para discutir as questões que afetavam o seu cotidiano. Tornou-se uma referência espacial da nossa cultura como fórum aberto ao debate. Na sua definida dimensão histórica, a polis grega suscitava problemas numa escala bastante menor, em termos de complexidade, se comparados aos de uma sociedade eminentemente urbana como a sociedade na qual atualmente vivemos. A homogeneidade dos participantes da antiga ágora, também não se verifica nos fóruns atuais, onde a diversidade de visões de mundo, posições políticas e várias outros aspectos da vida humana provocam uma dinâmica de forte intensidade. A ágora atual não reúne apenas os habitantes da mesma polis, mas permite algo inédito na história das sociedades: o contato imediato entre cidadãos dos mais extremos pontos do planeta, distanciados tanto espacialmente, quanto por sua história cultural específica. O milagre tecnológico da comunicação em escala mundial pode tornar-se uma Babel, se os debates nesses fóruns planetários não forem conduzidos com responsabilidade e consciência. O &lt;strong&gt;Café Filosófico “Das Quatro”&lt;/strong&gt; tem a proposta de garantir um “espaço público virtual” no qual podem ser discutidas tanto as mais recentes tendências literárias, como o encaminhamento de um abaixo-assinado para reverter uma decisão tomada do Congresso Nacional. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Conduzir com êxito, o debate de um amplo leque de questões, numa ágora que conta com milhares de participantes, provenientes das mais diferentes regiões, assegurando o respeito pelas discordâncias entre eles e a liberdade de expressão é algo que deve ser amplamente comemorado. São dois anos, durante os quais, o &lt;strong&gt;Café Filosófico “Das Quatro”&lt;/strong&gt; cumpre a sua ambiciosa e estimulante proposta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Parabéns ao CF4!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Teresa Mônica Mavignier - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Entrevistadora Convidada do CF4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Solange Firmino:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Vamos tomar um café? "Vamos tomar um suco de acerola?" Nunca ninguém me fez tal convite. O normal é falar "vamos tomar um café qualquer hora?". Mas quando chamamos alguém para tomar um café, nem sempre tomamos café. Eu mesma não tomo café. A idéia da Chris era "abrir" um Café. Mais que um Café, um Café Filosófico. E nem precisava falar de Filosofia, pois a idéia de café, para os brasileiros, é válida pela reunião. No caso da comunidade virtual, é válida pela união de pessoas, como lembrou Teresa, pelo "contato imediato entre os cidadãos". Não, você não vai encontrar no CF4 uma nova Pólis, nem o Fórum romano, mas o espaço do Café que a Chris idealizou cumpre seu papel de reunir pessoas em torno de discussões, e o que é mais especial, e Teresa também lembrou, é que o contato acontece entre os habitantes de todos os pontos do planeta. Tanto que a própria "dona" nem está no Brasil, ou seja, o Café não está em um lugar físico, daí poder abrigar diariamente as conversas de todos os cantos do Brasil e do mundo - falo isso porque sei que tem pessoas de outros países que tomam cafezinho no CF4. Então, daqui do Rio, tomo esse café especial com a Chris e os membros do CF4, brindando esse espaço democrático e convidativo, apesar de não estar mais no Orkut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Soraya Vieira:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Dois anos do Café Filosófico “Das Quatro”...Quem diria? Ninguém. Mais de sete mil integrantes. É muito mais do que se pretendia, aliás, não havia pretensão. Boas intenções, certamente. Mas, uma boa idéia, num meio como a web, é puro fermento de qualidade, e o bolo cresceu. Ingredientes de primeira. Receita perfeita, cheirosa e gostosa. Sucesso. Em dois anos de muita dedicação e trabalho, o CF4 se tornou uma pequena grande fábrica de fazer amigos reais e virtuais. Espaço de cultura e entretenimento virtual, que transcendeu essa condição. Porto obrigatório, necessário e viciante. Sereias modernas personificadas em mulheres inteligentes e construtivas, recepcionando os navegantes de todos os continentes e fusos. O CF4, carinhosamente, “O Boteco Mais Chic da Web” foi imortalizado nas letras prensadas de seus artistas em suas antologias poéticas. Parabéns a todos os integrantes. Parabéns a fundadora Chris Herrmann. Parabéns a Equipe Administrativa e Convidada: Durval Castro, Edith Janete, Fabio Vale, Katia Silene, Stella Salim, Tereza Mavignier. Parabéns pelos DOIS ANOS Café Filosófico “Das Quatro”... Abraços fraternos. Soraya Vieira Moderadora do CF4 (YESS!!!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wilza Maria:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Parabéns, CF4! Que maravilha! Dois anos! Quantas conquistas! Quantas histórias! É muito bom poder comemorar hoje o aniversário de uma comunidade tão respeitada e tão aconchegante! Chris, parabéns por seu empenho, por seu carinho com nosso bebê que hoje aniversaria. É um "bebê" dos tempos modernos. Mal nasceu e antes de engatinhar já aprendeu a andar. No caso do CF4, a voar! Parabéns! "Conta-se que uma vez uma águia empurrou gentilmente seus filhotes para a beirada do ninho e pensou: - Por que a emoção de voar tem que começar com o medo de cair? O ninho estava colocado bem no alto de um pico rochoso. Abaixo, somente o abismo e o ar para sustentar as asas dos filhotes. - E se justamente agora isto não funcionar ? Ela pensou. Sua missão estava prestes a se completar: o empurrão. A águia encheu-se de coragem. Enquanto os filhotes não descobrissem suas asas não haveria propósito para as suas vidas; enquanto eles não aprendessem a voar, não compreenderiam o privilégio que é nascer águia. O empurrão era o melhor presente que ela podia oferecer-lhes. Era seu supremo ato de amor. Então, um a um, ela os acompanhou até o abismo. E eles voaram !!! Às vezes, nas nossas vidas, as circunstâncias nos empurram para o abismo. E quem sabe não são elas, as próprias circunstâncias, que nos fazem descobrir que temos asas para voar?" (Desconheço a autoria) Um beijo para todos! Amanhã continuaremos as comemorações. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Stella Salim:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Parabéns CF4!! Primeiro aniversário em que estou presente, então aproveito para um agradecimento, pois é aqui o local tão aconchegante e sereno onde passo horas em contato direto com a filosofia, cultura... CF4 vem acrescentando muito na minha vida, crescer rodeada de pessoas e assuntos interessantes, para mim, se tornou essencial, CF4 supre tal anseio. Reitero meus agradecimentos, aqui foi onde tive uma nova visão do mundo, onde me despertei para a filosofia, posso afirmar que esta comunidade MUDOU meu modo de pensar, abriu portas e escancarou janelas. AMIGOS, FILOSOFIA, CULTURA, POESIA, DESCONTRAÇÃO, o espaço perfeito para um assíduo aprendizado, CF4 tem servido de berço para mim. São comunidades assim que motivam a minha permanência no orkut! Chris, a idealização do Café Filosófico "Das Quatro" foi realmente genial, parabéns a você e a todos os que deixam este lugar com um "sabor" especial! Meu eterno carinho e gratidão, Stella (Moderadora Convidada do CF4).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Kátia Silene Ceregatto Venturoli:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parabéns Chris! Você é essencial nesse café... toda essa mistura perfumada não tem graça sem sua presença sensível e inteligente... e como já foi escrito... o café fica descafeinado.... gostei dessa... rsrsrs. Cheers!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marco Bastos:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Nesse momento, a convite de Chris, estou aqui participando dessa festa maravilhosa. E de fato me sinto como estivesse em uma festa real, porque ela é real. Ouço o Rachmaninov, peça lindíssima, e enquanto o ouço estive lendo desde o texto inicial de Chris, depois o de Teresa a nos colocar nessa ágora, que eu trouxe para o meu agora, e nesse agora li os muitos pronunciamentos e congratulações aqui trazidos. Estou aqui e agora e até fui ali e comemoro a minha festa com uma dosezinha de wisky. Lugar como ainda não havia conhecido na Internet, onde podemos debater nossas idéias, divulgar os nossos escritos, ler bons textos e boas poesias, enfim, participar de tudo de bom que há por aqui. Parabéns a Christina e às demais pessoas iluminadas que disponizam esse local. De Orkut tenho apenas uma semana, após ter resistido por dois anos ao convite que me foi feito pelos filhos. O que aqui encontrei e observei é que a Net pode cumprir o seu papel social e cultural, como alguém deve ter pensado quando a concebeu. Só cabe a nós darmos a utilização mais nobre à Internet, como aqui se faz. Um grande abraço a Christina e ao CF4 através dos seus moderadores e a todos os colaboradores e parceiros que aqui interagem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;O presente e o laço de fita quem conseguir desembrulhar, que o desembrulhe. rs: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=McwlvqGnFpM"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Monty Python - Futebol Filosófico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;Oh! Dio!... não se fazem mais filósofos com antiga mente. Abraços. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ernesto von Ruckert:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Nesse tempo todo em que tenho participado desta comunidade pude ver que, além da filosofia, o café tornou-se um "point" de encontro literário e artístico também. E o mais importante: um lugar em que todos os pontos de vista podem ser expostos e debatidos com ardor, inteligência, mas serenidade, sem desvios para ataques pessoais, tão comuns em outras comunidades. Além disso, o alto nível de todos os participantes garante uma participação extremamente prazerosa e enriquecedora. Nem consigo medir o quanto pude aprender sobre um mundo de coisas pela leitura das postagens dos diferentes tópicos, todos relevantes e apropriados. Isso tudo só pode ser creditado à competente moderação da Chris, Soraya, Edith, Kátia, Wilza, Stella, Teresa e Durval, a quem presto meus muito devidos e merecidos elogios e parabenizo pelo sucesso desta comunidade, de todas a de minha maior preferência. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ana Pitangueira:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Segura estou que, ao criar o "Café das Quatro", a poetisa Chris Herrmann, não contava com a dimensão e o rumo que esta comunidade tomou ao longo destes dois anos. Hoje, o "Café" pode orgulhar-se do sucesso, da fama e repercussão que possui; é uma estrela com brilho proprio. Tudo isso, graças ao carinho e dedicação das moderadoras, colaboradores e, principalmente pelo zelo e ferrenha vigilia da sua fundadora. Por isso, não é de se admirar que, o "Café" tenha tomado este rumo e, seja "uma das melhores comunidades culturais do orkut". Tendo participantes no quilate de Pedro Lyra, Leila Miccolis, A.C.Secchin, Anselmo Vasconcelos, Ernesto von Rückert, Ademir Antonio Bacca, Prof. Valter Rodrigues, Artur Gomes, Jiddu Saldanha, Shelmer Gvar, Marco Lunez, Imyra (filha de Taiguara) e outros. Por isso, Chris Herrmann, "o esforco valeu a pena" sim. Parabéns a você, ao "Café", pelos seus dois anos de vida e, a todos nós que temos o direito de usufruir deste cantinho aconchegante que tanta alegria nos proporciona. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Antonio Carlos Secchin:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Aniversário. Parabéns! Comunidades desse nível justificam a existência do Orkut, e sentimo-nos felizes de integrá-la! ACSecchin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Pedro Lyra:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; OLHANDO PRO FUTURO - Christina (e companheiros). Transcrevo aqui um trecho de uma resposta que acabei de postar noutro tópico desta comunidade, o da entrevista: Quando os críticos e historiadores começarem a levar em conta a produção cultural publicada na Net, não apenas em livros, o seu trabalho não poderá ser ignorado. Como também o da nossa amiga Luciana. E como alguns já disseram, estamos todos de parabéns. E todos gratos a você, Chris. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Durval Castro:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parabéns para todos nós! Esta é uma das mais atraentes, provocantes e agradáveis comunidades do Orkut. É uma grande satisfação poder freqüentar este espaço e conviver com tanta gente inteligente e criativa. Todos os dias em que entro aqui sinto gratidão pela sabedoria das quatro fundadoras e dos coordenadores deste café. E vamos começar mais um ano de café!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anselmo Vasconcelos: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;congratulaçoes longa vida a esta iniciativa brilhante que reune pessoas com intenções nobres. Um bem. Um achado, simples, útil e poético - Anselmo Vasconcellos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Virgínia F. Além Mar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parabéns ao &lt;café&gt;que multiplicou-se em frontosos ramos, exibindo exuberância em florescencia, dadivosamente compartilhando seus frutos... Lançadas sementes.... Completando um ciclo. Quatro estações com sucesso! Brindo aos participantes e aos devires aqui produzidos ! Brinde a continuidade dos anseios, aspirações e produções coletivas e particulares vindouras! Agradeço imensamente a iniciativa das QUATRO! Afetuosamente, virgínia fulber ( além mar ) Novo Hamburgo, RS/Brasil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Marta R. Tavares:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; CF4 é uma das grandes razões para ficar no orkut. Encontrei no orkut a possibilidade de reencontrar amigos antigos e distantes no Brasil e fora dele. Mas para minha surpresa, fiz novas amizades por aqui e criei laços eternos. Meus melhores novos amigos virtuais estão no CF4. São poetas, filósofos, grandes seres humanos. Um pessoal sensível, competente e amável. Parabéns ao CF4, que através de seus moderadores, membros e convidados têm cumprido com muito esmero seu objetivo e ideal de nos proporcionar um ambiente interativo acolhedor, valorizando o pluralismo e a consciência crítica dos cidadãos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Tatiana Monteiro:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; O que falar do Café Filosófico "Das Quatro"? As palavras não conseguem expressar todo o carinho que sinto por esta comunidade, pois aqui fui adotada de coração pelos seus membros. Aqui fui acolhida com muito carinho e respeito. Sinto-me feliz por estar aqui presente e podendo homenagear tão belo projeto. Muita coisa mudou em minha vida e um bocado de coisas mudou para melhor por estar aqui. Parabéns, CF4! Parabéns, Chris, por essa idéia e esse cantinho pra lá de maravilhoso! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Arlete Castro:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Esta comunidade tem sido um berço para mim. Aqui fiz bons amigos e embora ultimamente não esteja sempre presente nos debates tenho um carinho muito especial pela Chris, a Katia, as outras moderadoras e todos que fazem deste lugar um cantinho especial. Fico feliz com o sucesso. E agradeço também a oportunidade que tive de participar do 1º volume das Antologias. Foi um incentivo para mim. Feliz Aniversário CF4! E que venham outros mais. E muita amizade a mistura. Beijinhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Laura Venslavicius:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; "Un libro es una cosa entre las cosas, un volumen perdido entre los volúmenes que pueblan el indiferente universo; hasta que da con su lector, con el hombre destinado a sus símbolos" (J.L.Borges). Poderiamos parafrasear Borges e dizer que uma comunidade no orkut é uma coisa entre as coisas, até encontrar seus membros, os homens e mulheres destinados a compartilhar seus símbolos e afinidades. Acho que o CF4 é isso para todos nós, o ponto de encontro que com tanta constância e esforço a Chris soube criar e MANTER! Parabéns então para o CF4, para a Chris, para o Fábio, para todos os moderadores e para todos os membros que vemos e vimos mas sempre ficamos por perto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Trouxe de presente, de Buenos Aires, que outra coisa senão meu tango predileto Oblivion de Piazzolla.... vejam só como dançam a Chris e o Fábio !!! rs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k4xacge6qHE"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oblivion Astor Piazzolla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Rosana:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; PARABÉNS!!! CF4. Quando queremos muito alguma coisa o mundo conspira a favor. EU ACREDITO. O CF4 apareceu na minha vida em um momento muito bom, é tudo de bom na minha vida, só me faz crescer em todos os sentidos. Sei que escrevo mal prá caramba, mas vou treinando, exercitando... gente até para escrever estou ficando menos travada. CF4 Que encanto tens tu amigo?Que me faz sorrir o coração... Que mágica tu dominas?? Que me deixa a alma feliz. Uma palavra carinhosa, um consolo. A sensação de um carinho sincero. A ilusão da presença. A explosão da alegria. Uma cumplicidade infinita... Nos sonhos do dia a dia. Que importa a distância?? És a presença constante. Nas emoções da minha vida. Um dia, quem sabe, o destino caprichoso. Que na geografia nos separou. Possa nos colocar frente a frente. Pra num momento sublime. Selar a amizade que ele mesmo criou. Obrigada pelo seu Carinho! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lu Oliveira:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Parabéns... Uma comunidade séria, onde podemos encontrar pessoas sensíveis, sinceras, corajosas... Local de muita poesia, filosofia e pura inspiração... Vamos tomar mais café???? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gean Gonçalves:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Parabéns para todos nós que fazemos e acontecemos por aqui! Beijo fraterno para todos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Gláucia Quadros:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ai, a festança... SALVE, CHRISTINA!!!! PARABÉNS!O Café é TDB. TDB, mesmo! A Vida corrida nos toma o tempo merecido para navegar pela net, encontrar amigos e até cumprir compromissos; mas, que nada!..., há sempre um tempinho para a discussão - o tempo certo das coisas, e fazer isso aqui é TDB. FELICIDADES! O Café já nos traz, há muito. Que venham maiores discussões, confraternizações, empreendimentos! Parecemos muito felizes aqui! MUITOS ANOS DE VIDA! Você merece, querida Chris. Você está no meu coração! Pessoa especial! Gosto muito de você! Muitos anos de Vida para o Café Filosófico das Quatro, sua fundadora, seus moderadores, membros. Saúde, Pessoal! Linda Festa! Gláucia Maria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Valéria Bryto&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; PARABÉNS!!! É o primeiro aniversário do CF4 que participo. Na realidade entrei nessa comunidade por causa do nome. (Fazia relação com o programa que gostava de assistir quando tinha tempo!)Passo horas lendo os tópicos, mensagens, poesias e tudo que tem aqui. Ainda não me arrisco a responder tantos tópicos, porque agora que inicio meu estudo em filosofia e ainda me considero "pequena" neste vasto universo de palavras complicadas e por vezes difíceis de entender. No entanto, a comunidade me faz crescer a cada dia. E cada leitura me mostra um novo mundo a ser construído. Parabéns! Sinto orgulho de dizer que faço parte daqui. Espero um dia poder contribuir mais! Mais uma vez Parabéns!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Evelyne Furtado:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parabéns Chris, Soraya, Kátia e Edith! O Cáfé foi a primeira comunidade que me acolheu com carinho no Orkut! Aqui fiz bons amigos e aprendi muito com os debates! Vi outros projetos nascerem a partir do Cf4 e desejo mais sucesso ainda no terceiro ano! Beijos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;José Veras:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parabéns ao CF4! Parabéns pelo segundo aniversário do Café! Manter uma comunidade no Orkut definitivamente não é fácil. Manter uma comunidade e ainda assim assegurar dia após dia a sua qualidade é um trabalho de titã. Parabéns a Chris, ao Fabio, e todo o pessoal responsável por fazer do Café a melhor comunidade do Orkut, não apenas para uma conversa inteligente acerca de filosofia, mas também um lugar tranquilo, agradável e propício a novas amizades. Parabéns a todos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Mary M.:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Amoooooooo... Yhuuuuuuuu.... Boloo, velinhassss..... Festaaaaaaaaaaa! Beijosssssssss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Fabio Rocha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parabéns a todos . :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Claudete Shinohara:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Café Filosófico "Das Quatro" parabéns pelos dois anos de discussão, entretenimento, crescimento e amizade. Beijos a todos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;♥ C F 4 ♥ C F 4 ♥ C F 4 ♥ FELIZ ANIVERSÁRIO !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m44z-223UYE"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Happy Bithday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luciana Pessanha Pires:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Parabéns, queridos! Muitos anos de excelente convivência! O Café é maravilhoso! Beijos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Marilea Fonseca:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Chris, amiga tão querida! Chris e companheiros do CF4. PARABÉNS, PARABÉNS, PARABÉNS!!!! pela criação deste espaço tão gostoso e afetivo onde tomamos cafezinho com cultura e afeto. Embora não seja participante ativa, sempre estou presente, lendo os posts, aprendendo e crescendo com a comunidade. É um prazer passear por aqui.Tenho um carinho especial pelo CF4 que foi uma das primeiras comunidades que adicionei quando entrei para o Orkut. Aqui conheci pessoas maravilhosas, e fiz amizades preciosas. Que venham muitos e muitos anos mais.... Um abraço carinhoso e apertado a todos os companheiros. É uma honra participar desta Comunidade tão significativa e desta belíssima comemoração. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;Estou trazendo: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rSIH-n697U0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moon River&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; / &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IGoJChrFVf8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L'amitié&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt; - Beijinhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Marli:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parabéns à Comunidade! E um abraço especial à Chris! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ana E. Guimarães:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parabéns pelo segundo aniversário, e também parabéns a todos que fazemos parte do CF4, com respeito e dignidade , já que sem os adjetivos mencionados, não estariamos por 2 anos juntos. E vale lembrar, que logo, logo, comemoraremos 20 anos..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Társis Salvatore:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parabéns ao enorme sucesso do CF4!! Ando meio longe mas logo eu me (re)volto aqui. Por hora, sugiro o bom e velho Encontro Real com os membros paulistanos, na Paulista.. que tal? bj.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Olivia Paz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parabéns aos quatro pilares que sustentam uma ponte, que une pessoas através das idéias!!!!!Adoro vocês!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Kátia Góes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parabéns! Parabéns para você, Chris, que criou esta comunidade tão gostosa, parabéns para nós, que fazemos parte dela, parabéns para o orkut, por ter algo de alto nível. Esta comunidade me proporcionou novos amigos, de longe, de perto, de muitos lugares. Me proporcionou trazer gente do virtual para o real, e hoje frequentarem minha casa, me dando imensa alegria. Tenho aprendido muito em seus diversos tópicos. E tenho sido muito feliz participando desta comunidade. Parabéns, portanto, pelos dois anos de vida. Que venham muitos mais. Beijo, kátia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Márcia Brasil:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parabéns CAFÉ FILOSÓFICO DAS QUATRO. Comunidade diferenciada no Orkut, onde descobri tópicos interessantes, pessoas especiais e um ótimo local para conversas filosóficas, literárias, atualidades, etc. Parabéns administradores, moderadores e participantes! Claudete, grata pelo convite para participar da festa. Aos queridos amigos e amigas do CF4: "A amizade é um amor que nunca morre" (Mário Quintana). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quem veio comigo para a festa? Em festa filosófica ele não poderia faltar... : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UcCmilAsTQU"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nietzsche&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt; - Bjs... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sonia Ortega:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parabéns ao CF-das 4!!!!! A Coffee House mais aconchegante da net! Assuntos interessantes, pessoas inteligentes, e grandes amizades! CF-4 e' pro'-cultura! Que possamos desfrutar deste espaço por muitos e muitos anos! Bjkas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Doroty Dimolitsas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Estou feliz, por fazer parte nesta comunidade, bem como das demais criadas pela Chris, com moderadoras tão competentes e dedicadas e que me ajudaram a crescer, e desenvolver um relacionamento agradável, sério e de grande teor cultural. Devo agradecer também, por que no meu caso específico, fiquei por muitos anos quase isolada, e foi nas comunidades mencionadas que senti minhas asas em plena recuperarão, ccapazes de me fazer crescer e buscar melhor desempenho pessoal. Parabéns pelo aniversário de 2 anos, sinto-me orgulhosa de fazer parte desta comunidade. Parabéns para CHRIS e para todos os moderadores. Abraços da Dora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Antonio Carlos Rocha&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parabéns à Chris e a todos os participantes que ilustram esta comunidade, a mais séria, instigante e reflexiva do Orkut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Paulo Martins Magalhães:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Parabéns, não exatamente ao Café, mas às pessoas que o transformaram num ponto de encontro em que há respeito, amizade, pluralidade, enfim, uma série de coisas que deviam estar sempre em alta. Fiz bons amigos aqui e espero que isso continue. Finalizando, também quero dar os parabéns à Chris, Wilza, Stella, Soraya, Edith... Esqueci alguém? Não está na cabeça, mas está no coração, ok? Beijos e abraços! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Rogério Santos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Legal Demais, é um grande prazer fazer parte do CF4 com tanta gente boa. Parabéns a todos ! Beijos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Edith Janete Schaefer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Dias de festa por aqui e eu trago um bolo em formato de xícara, enoooorme com um coração em cima feito de chocolate !!! Dois anos do mais saboroso café, feito pelas mãos das mais queridas pessoas, os mais de 7000 membros!!! Agradeço até hoje o convite que a Chris me fez para ser moderadora... Cada ano que passa conquistamos mais espaços, mais membros e muitos amigos. Obrigada aos amigos que nos homenageiam e que fazem parte desta conquista. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;Um forte abraço à todos e fiquem com Carlos Drumond de Andrade: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=18FkamLxzdg&amp;NR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resíduo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SB64T1m_Z2g&amp;amp;NR"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Eu, Etiqueta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Edgar Alejandro Q. Zavala:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parabéns ao site e a todos os que o compoem, abraços.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Fabio Vale:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parabéns CF4!!! Que venham os outros anos... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Suely Werneck:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parabéns!!!A todos os moderadores e participantes maravilhosos dessa comunidade tão rica. Embora quase não poste, venho sempre ler e saber o que acontece por aqui. Tive tb o prazer de conhecer a Chris quando esteve aqui no Rio e outras pessoas muito simpáticas que participaram do encontro. Muitos aniversários mais e muito sucesso para o CF4. Bjs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Cristina Dumont (Corujinha):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Lindo tópico! Lindas pessoas! Boa sorte ao CF4, muitos e muitos anos de vida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Aninha Wagner:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Estou chegando agora mas espero que ainda em tempo de parabenizar a Comunidade pelo aniversário. Que tenham muito sucesso sempre! Um beijo a todos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Rosangela:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Eu também acabei de chegar e amei conhecer essa comunidade! Parabéns a todos pela organização. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Aurea Charpinel:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ando um pouco sumida, mas hoje eu não poderia deixar de vir. Trouxe de presente uma trovinha, é assim que vejo esta linda comunidade: Um papo alegre, amistoso Cultura e filosofia E um café delicioso Com sabor de poesia... Parabéns a todos os membros do CF4 e um abraço especial nas "quatro meninas"...♥ Chris Herrmann ♥ Soraya Vieira ♥ Edith Janete ♥ Katia Silene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ângela Maria Duarte:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Tambem venho parabenizar o CF4. Não faz nem um mês que estou na comunidade, mas estou encantada. E não poderia deixar de dar os parabéns as meninas Chris Herrmann, Soraya Vieira, Edith Janete, Katia Silene. Parabéns meninas pelo alto nivel da comunidade, pelo esforço e empenho de vocês. Passemos ao café que não dispenso de forma nenhuma.. risos.. Com pouco açucar e forte!Abraços. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Regina Bartolamei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parabénsss por mais um ano de Café Filosófico, um lugar super interessante, seleto, aconchegante e com pessoas inteligentes.Parabéns principalmente para a grande criadora (Chris Herrmann) dessa comunidade!!!Desejo que possamos todos os anos nos encontrar aqui para essa grande festa, a festa da comunidade que nos "enriquece" por dentro, e nos permite conhecer pessoas interessantes.Beijos a cada um de vocês que contribui para o CF4 continuar sendo esse grande sucesso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Alberto Fernandes Pereira Filho:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parabéns queridos membros do CF4, peço desculpas a todos por estar tão sumido assim, "ossos do ofício", mas não poderia deixar de vir aqui prestigiar o aniversário dessa maravilhosa iniciativa. Fiquem todos com Deus! Alberto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Benvinda Palma:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Querida Chris! Soraya Vieira, Edith Janete, Katia Silene, quero cumprimentá-las pelo brilhante trabalho que desenvolvem em prol da nossa cultura, ofertando aos navegantes deste mar de artes, a oportunidade de, democraticamente, expor, debater, opinar, esclarecer, enfim, viver todos os aspectos a ela inerentes. Com certeza, todos que por aqui passam... deixam ou levam um pouquinho de filosofia/literatura para iluminar os seus caminhos. Parabéns meninas! Vocês são as estrelas que dão brilho a este lindo espaço cultural! Beijos Benvinda Palma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Tania Maria Kohlrausch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parabéns. Parabéns pelo aniversário! Estou chegando aos poucos, mas entre um café e outro, vamos nos conhecendo. Adorei este espaço e parabéns mais uma vez pela iniciativa séria, poética de criar o CF4. Abraço Fraterno. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Silvia Helena Ribeiro:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Que comunidade legal! Entrei no Café e no Orkut há pouco tempo e já me tornei sua fã. Não esperava conhecer uma comunidade com tantos tópicos interessantes, filosóficos ou não. Parabéns pelo 2º aniversário. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Régio Toesca:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parabéns ao CF4. Passei por aqui e gostei tanto que fiquei; é a única comunidade que estou cadastrado. Valeu a pena. Um fraterno abraço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Augusto Duarte:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parabéns. No início, uma vontade e alguns planos. O tempo passa e, quando se vê: dois anos. Mas nada mais lógico. Afinal, a comunidade é a Café Filosófico. Uma mesa solidamente sustentada sobre quatro pilares,onde é servido um café cujo sabor agrada aos mais diversos paladares. Feliz em, vez ou outra, me dar ao luxo de sorver o que aqui me é oferecido. Assim, meus parabéns e votos de longo e pleno viver, deste amigo humilde e agradecido. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Célia Veríssimo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Contando que muitos aniversários ainda virão, sigo com esperança de que esta comunidade sirva de exemplo para que muitas outras sejam criadas e sejam tão bem administradas e frequentadas como essa... Esperança "Lá bem no alto do décimo segundo andar do Ano Vive uma louca chamada Esperança E ela pensa que quando todas as sirenas Todas as buzinas Todos os reco-recos tocarem Atira-se E:— ó delicioso vôo! Ela será encontrada miraculosamente incólume na calçada, Outra vez criança... E em torno dela indagará o povo: — Como é teu nome, meninazinha de olhos verdes? E ela lhes dirá (É preciso dizer-lhes tudo de novo!) Ela lhes dirá bem devagarinho, para que não esqueçam: — O meu nome é ES-PE-RAN-ÇA... (MARIO QUINTANA) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Selma Regis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Café na mesa adoçado Com a bela poesia Croissant caramelado Na mais pura filosofia Sirva-me já um prato Das mentes possantes de fé Pois, há dois anos me sirvo Às quatro, nesse café. Parabéns, parabéns, parabéns... Mas fomos nós, internautas, que ganhamos esse presente. Vida longa ao nosso CF4! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;André Gabriel:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ouso dizer que esta comunidade é um dos raros motivos que me mantém no Orkut. Além do mais, através dela, participei da antologia poetas do café Volume II, o que me incentivou a publicar meu blog. Tudo isso me trouxe novos amigos e horizontes mais abertos e ensolarados. Um abraço a todos e parabéns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Daniel Leite:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  -"Eu quero o meu com bastante açúcar, por favor!"  é... Sem a Chris o café fica descafeinado... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Paulo Ednilson:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Hummm. Ainda tem um pedacinho de bolo? Minha identificação com esta comunidade é tão grande que, não raro, "ouço" rsrsrs (aqui na net) alguém dizer-me: Ah! você é o Paulo do CF4! Criei um vínculo dificil de ser desfeito, encontrei aqui o espaço perfeito pra fazer boas amizades, participar de debates, expor idéias e interagir com diferentes pessoas de uma maneira totalmente democrática. Essas meninas que, sob a batuta da Chris, conduzem essa comunidade estão de parabéns pelo zelo com que fazem este espaço se tornar cada dia mais atrativo. Ah! Não posso me esquecer obrigado pelo carinho com que vocês me recebem lá no PUB-24, meu cantinho predileto nesta comunidade! Parabéns pra NÓS! Um abraço daqueles para a melhor comunidade do mundo! Paulo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mônica Leite:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Fiquei muito feliz por encontrar esta Comunidade, os temas, as pessoas - aqui até as discussões têm nível!!! É por isso que mesmo sem tempo, eu arrumo um tempo nem que seja só para ler. Foi aqui que fiz amigos e participei da minha 1ª Antologia, valeu! Obs: Soraya, desculpa o copy and paste a seguir! faço das suas, as minhas palavras: "Parabéns a todos os integrantes. Parabéns a fundadora Chris Herrmann. Parabéns a Equipe Administrativa e Convidada: Durval Castro, Edith Janete, Fabio Vale, Katia Silene, Stella Salim, Tereza Mavignier. "Meus parabéns a todos que fizeram e fazem um sonho ser realidade: a internet mais digna e mais humana. Abraços.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Célia Jardim:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Chris, há muito não passo aqui para um "cafézinho", ando um tanto ausente da net e qdo entro no orkut, é rapidamente! Por sorte, resolvi dar uma chegadinha e encontro toda esta festa! Parabenizo a vc e os moderadores, por manterem com tanto brilho, entusiasmo e qualidade esta comundidade, que com certeza é um dos melhores espaços de cultura dentro do orkut! Eu sou da roça mesmo e cultura tenho mto pouca e por isto, nunca participei mais ativamente, pois nem tudo que leio aqui, tenho condições para entrar no papo e falo isso com toda sinceridade da alma! Mas, apesar de não ter um nível mais elevado de cultura, sempre procurei ler os assuntos em discussão. Que o CAFÉ continue aqui por muitos anos, pois quem entra aqui, sempre sai um pouco mais rico! Parabéns ao CAFÉ e a todos que fazem dele, uma comunidade especial! Carinhosamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anselmo Ueti:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tudo bem q perdi 2 anos.Parabéns não tão frasternais, confesso uma pontinha de indignação.  Agora pensei no 3º e já estou melhor! Parabéns Cris e a todos vcs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Andréa Motta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Parabéns!! Chris e demais moderadores, criadoras e a todos os membros do Café das 4!!pelo aniversário da Comunidade. Agradeço a todos pelo alto nível da comunidade. Abraços.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Maria Angélica Bernardes Santos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Cheguei atrasada, mas em tempo porque essa comunidade tem um coração de ouro sempre recebendo os amigos com cafezinho saindo fumaça. Foi aqui que encontrei pela primeira vez, os amigos que encontrei em Bento. Foi através doCF4 que pude publicar meus primeiros poemas quando ainda nem me reconhecia poeta, às vezes ainda tenho dúvidas mas estou adorando mais esta identificação. rs. Foi aqui o espaço onde tive coragem de, pela primeira vez, também, deixar um poema meu para ser lido. Não bastasse tudo isso, quando venho tomar uma café, aqui encontro tópicos instigantes para exercitar o pensamento e a argumentação. Obrigada Chris e colaboradores por terem criado e cuidarem com tanta competência do CF4 e por nos receber com tanto carinho. Parabéns! Bilá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Gilberto Maha:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sem dúvidas Chris, conheces ou penso que conheces minha vida profissional, é uma loucura, mas quem sabe não encontro a cura neste encontro de dois anos? Beijos, sempre a todos, Gil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Leia todas as participações e depoimentos da comemoração &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/CommMsgs.aspx?cmm=1190640&amp;tid=2510673489224106288&amp;amp;start=1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;AQUI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116972659790327650?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116972659790327650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116972659790327650&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116972659790327650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116972659790327650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2007/01/caf-filosfico-das-quatro-2-aniversrio.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116752306058814069</id><published>2006-12-30T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T16:00:18.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;      &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;" class="blkimg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 245px;" src="http://www.recantodasletras.com.br/img.php?id=9598&amp;nome_sis=55364.jpg&amp;amp;maxw=495&amp;maxh=660" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;                &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;O Gavião e a Borboleta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;- quem é a caça?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;Lá vai a borboleta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;na brisa  leve da tarde,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;colorindo dias cinzas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;com seu vôo multicor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;Gracioso  fremir de asas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;beijando suavemente a flor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;Deus! a beleza  existe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;ainda resiste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;nos olhos do que vê!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;_ Penso cá  quietinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;no meu canto _&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;Quanto encanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;há nos jardins do  mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;esperando que alguém,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;pelo menos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;por um segundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;venha por  eles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;borboletear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;Lá vai o Gavião-caçador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;bonito e  distraído..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;Proclamando o amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;sem sentir e perceber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;num simples  voar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;Ah, capta a rapina,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;sua sina no olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;tão  [des]atento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;(será que invento?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;cores que ensinam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;a abraçar o  vento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;a burlar instintos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;suscitar doçuras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;(loucura pura)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;em sonho  doador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;E a transfloramar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;em vôo-livre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;(apenas  como&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;observador)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;e sem dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;uma borboleta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;_ontem lagarta_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;na mais  amada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;e bela flor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;Borboleta passa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;cheia de graça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;_antes  caça_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;a florencantar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 0);"&gt;o caçador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Paulo Ednilson (Gavião-Caçador)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://retratosdaalma1.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://retratosdaalma1.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;Chris  Herrmann (Chris-Borboleta)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrisherrmann.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://chrisherrmann.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116752306058814069?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116752306058814069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116752306058814069&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116752306058814069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116752306058814069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/o-gavio-e-borboleta-quem-caa-l-vai.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116735103926477458</id><published>2006-12-28T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T18:17:56.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feliz 2007 !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/chpL9Xw9TPs" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Tim-tins de verão, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andorinhas vêm e vão - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unidas, são festa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;^Chris-Borboleta^&lt;br /&gt;Christina Magalhães Herrmann&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;)&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;§&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116735103926477458?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pássaro-Poeta: &lt;strong&gt;BORBOLETA - CHRIS HERRMANN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=3958990305271197129"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrisherrmann.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Vôos de Borboleta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NATI-VÔO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Chris Herrmann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;voam tão alto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;aqueles pássaros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;que os homens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;não os enxergam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;não os percebem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;mas eles (co)existem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;e gritam surdos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;dentro em nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;de &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;ventos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;em&lt;/span&gt; templos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;guardam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;sob as asas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;os (a)mares,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;e as brigas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;e castelos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;(de areia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;que ficaram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;sob as ondas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;pousam nús&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;em verdes campos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;suavemente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;devoram a relva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;sem pudores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;e deixam-se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;embriagar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;pelas cores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;das flores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;dançam loucos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;bêbados e livres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;divina coreografia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;sem batina,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;geografia ou etnia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;embalam poesia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;um chorus infantil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;invade a lavoura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;pássaro-menino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;quer aprender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;(finalmente)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;a voar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;abrem-se os céus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;forma-se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;nuvem-manjedoura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;uma folha cai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;e uma borboleta voa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;^Chris-Borboleta^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;§&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116670475427213080?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116670475427213080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116670475427213080&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116670475427213080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116670475427213080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-borboleta-chris.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116657967171381425</id><published>2006-12-19T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T04:03:00.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/884711/Arlete%20Castro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/119705/Arlete%20Castro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Pássaro-Poeta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JURITI-PIRANGA - ARLETE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CASTRO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=8452958018502684842"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;AO PASSAREDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Arlete Castro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Olhei o brilho do céu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E vi uma nuvem chegando até mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Era um encanto de cores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Era um brilho sem fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Cores cintilantes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;penas esfoaçantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Asas ostentando beleza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;e que ao meu ver voavam só para mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Eu queria encontrá-los&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Queria voar como eles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Viajar por estes caminhos que transformam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;o céu em encanto, e o brilho do sol em luz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mas eu temia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Parecia que iam alto demai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;srápido demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;bonito demais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Até que um deles olhou para mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E eu não sei se foram os olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;As asas tão belas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O porte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A verdade é que voei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E estou aqui!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116657967171381425?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116657967171381425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116657967171381425&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116657967171381425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116657967171381425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-juriti-piranga-arlete_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116657928733389834</id><published>2006-12-19T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T04:01:54.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/579696/Benvinda2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/244890/Benvinda2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pássaro-Poeta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEM-TE-VI - BENVINDA PALMA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=17080770249156687813"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://benvindap.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blog Benvinda Palma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;REFLEXÃO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Benvinda Palma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Onde está o seu Jesus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;No corre-corre do dia-a-dia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Em cada manhã que se inicia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;No frenesi da preparação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;De presentes e amigos secretos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Da festa de confraternização?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Não quero ser indiscreto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Onde está o seu Jesus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Na árvore de Natal suntuosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Com bolas coloridas reluzentes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Na base repleta de presentes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Refletindo a sua imagem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Ou morto naquele presépio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Montado mais para o elogio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;De gesso, ramos secos, frio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Sem o calor humano de alguém,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Como aconteceu em Belém?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Onde está o seu Jesus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Na face daquele irmão que sofre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Na face daquele irmão que nada tem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Sem teto, sem emprego, sem ninguém?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Na face daquele irmão que te magoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Na face daquele irmão que você não perdoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Na face daquele irmão que te explora?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Onde está o seu Jesus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Na face daquele irmão que chora &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Perambulando na noite fria, congelado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Sem amparo, sem consolo, abandonado?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Na face da criança maltrapilha , descalça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Que ao invés de estar na escola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Vive nas ruas, cheirando cola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E você finge não ver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Para não se comprometer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Onde está o seu Jesus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Na face do irmão da caatinga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Que faminto morre a mingua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Sem a solidariedade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;De nossa sociedade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Do povo que faz as leis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E que detém o poder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;No Palácio como reis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Insensíveis ao pobre indigente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Que sem pão, sem arroz, sem feijão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Passa à água e farinha somente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Onde está o seu Jesus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;É tempo de conversão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Deixe brilhar em você &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A Luz que Dele emana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Para poder enxergar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A dor deste teu irmão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116657928733389834?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116657928733389834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116657928733389834&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116657928733389834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116657928733389834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-bem-te-vi-benvinda-palma_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116657861276507593</id><published>2006-12-19T17:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T19:58:43.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/28824/Paulo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/903659/Paulo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Pássaro-poeta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GAVIÃO-CAÇADOR - PAULO &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EDNILSON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=10283466057713475770"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.retratosdaalma1.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Retratos da Alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://umbocadinhodeprosa.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Um Bocadinho de Prosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;DEUS E O POETA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Paulo Ednilson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Deus criou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;a terra, o mar e o ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;e deixou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;o poeta para tudo isso exaltar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Deus criou no mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;profetas e profecias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;a natureza fundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;e razão da poesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Deus estava inspirado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;quando te deu inspiração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;e tu fostes premiado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;pra tocar nossos corações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O poeta é um deus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;no reino da poesia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;entre os suditos seus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;vê-se o talento o amor e a magia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;É hora de rezar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;o poeta ajoelha-se&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;declamando baixinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;mais um de seus versinhos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Deus meu amigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Deus minha meta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;durma comigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;proteja-me, sou poeta.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116657861276507593?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116657861276507593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116657861276507593&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116657861276507593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116657861276507593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-gavio-caador-paulo_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116657753544519310</id><published>2006-12-19T17:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T19:55:29.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/670943/ol??via2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/841867/ol%3F%3Fvia2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pássaro-Poeta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POMBA JURITI - OLIVIA PAZ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=1721893324953931263"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SINFONIA NUM POEMA INACABADO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olivia Paz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Muito cedo,&lt;br /&gt;Amoreira recebe&lt;br /&gt;seus convidados matinais.&lt;br /&gt;Não era para o lanche,&lt;br /&gt;Porque era passada a época de seus frutos.&lt;br /&gt;Aconchegaram-se sob as folhas&lt;br /&gt;variadas espécies de pássaros,&lt;br /&gt;Colorindo seus galhos.&lt;br /&gt;Começaram a sinfonia&lt;br /&gt;desarticulada, que parecia&lt;br /&gt;afinação de orquestra.&lt;br /&gt;Aos poucos foram silenciando.&lt;br /&gt;Cada um tomou seu posto e disparou&lt;br /&gt;seu canto.&lt;br /&gt;Um de cada vez,&lt;br /&gt;até que o sol esquentasse o dia&lt;br /&gt;Cantaram naquela manhã inúmeras sinfonias.&lt;br /&gt;Sem convites para o concerto,&lt;br /&gt;Sem convidados no chão,&lt;br /&gt;O espetáculo durou pouco&lt;br /&gt;Como chuva de verão.&lt;br /&gt;Pintassilgo, cotovia,rouxinol,&lt;br /&gt;canários, sabiá... Apresentaram-se no lugar!&lt;br /&gt;Amoreira sem seus frutos , agradecida se curvou&lt;br /&gt;ao vento bem matreiro, que os seus galhos soprou.&lt;br /&gt;Desejava também ele, que a brisa refrescasse&lt;br /&gt;os galhos da amoreira, para que a sinfonia nunca acabasse."&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116657753544519310?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116657753544519310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116657753544519310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116657753544519310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116657753544519310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-pomba-juriti-olivia-paz_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116657679620671970</id><published>2006-12-19T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T04:26:31.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/280251/Doroty2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/880141/Doroty2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Pássaro-Poeta: &lt;strong&gt;CORUJA -&lt;br /&gt;DOROTY DIMOLITSAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=12120880784804029146"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dorinhna.spaces.live.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Blog Dorinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;É NATAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Doroty Dimolitsas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Na manjedoura &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Nasceu o menino Deus,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A luz em Maria cresceu e de seu ventre nasceu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A estrela do Natal brilhou o menino chorou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O mundo contemplando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O natal chegando, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O menino nos ensinou,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A todos suplicou, amor para tirar as dores. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Um pão ao irmão devemos levar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Um cobertor para o frio aquecer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Os sinos já começam a repicar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Vamos nos abraçar, é Natal Jesus nasceu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Novas esperanças ao mundo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Solidarizar, e esperar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Novas perspectivas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Quem sabe no natal o homem aprenda a amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E não queira crucificar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O homem que ao mundo veio abraçar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E quem sabe a todos como irmãos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Possamos nos tratar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Assim como O Bispo Nicolau,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Que no século IV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Costumava ajudar, anonimamente quem estivesse em dificuldade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E o cartunista Thomas Nast o eternizou como o bom velhinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Em 1881.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116657679620671970?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116657679620671970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116657679620671970&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116657679620671970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116657679620671970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-coruja-doroty-dimolitsas_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116657455237525461</id><published>2006-12-19T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T04:04:55.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/460889/1580566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/200/225786/1580566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pássaro-Poeta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DE ALÉM MAR - VIRGÍNIA FULBER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=13963347878932880987"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://alemmarpeixevoador.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alem Mar Peixe Voador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SENTIDOS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Virgínia Fulber&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;ouvir cordas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;poemas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;folhas que se despedem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Sopros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;alentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;pulsações&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;riachos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;nascentes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;marés ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;frr frrr da brisa a pentear lagoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;flapsflaps das asas dos pássaros ao entardecer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;deliciosas águas a pianar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;nos telhados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;chibum ploft &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;coachares....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;violinos de Bach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;cravo e harpas nos bambuzais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;pestanejas de nuvens ao luar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;ais, ais, ais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;linguajares &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;aquosasIdades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;a festejar !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116657455237525461?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116657455237525461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116657455237525461&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116657455237525461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116657455237525461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-de-alm-mar-virgnia-fulber.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116657358151878925</id><published>2006-12-19T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T04:03:27.750-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/925094/Val%20Rocha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/220694/Val%20Rocha.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Pássaro-Poeta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;COLEIRINHA - VAL ROCHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=4677139898773264352"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Vamos, pássaros!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Em revoada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Em vôo sereno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Construir nosso caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Vamos, pássaros!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Em bando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Atravessando bandas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Sorrir nosso destino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Vamos, pássaros!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Pássaros sem limites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Sem fronteiras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Fluir nossa vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116657358151878925?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116657358151878925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116657358151878925&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116657358151878925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116657358151878925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-coleirinha-val-rocha.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116657319930798901</id><published>2006-12-19T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T03:58:43.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/434732/Fabiana%20De%20Bom.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/95280/Fabiana%20De%20Bom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pássaro-Poeta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEIJA-FLOR - BIAA - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FABIANA DE BOM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=8551665691286594440"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Voa minha ave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Vai buscar teus sonhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Luta pelos teus ideais,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Mas seja sempre verdadeiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Segue os teus sentimentos e a tua intuição,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Sempre com os olhos do coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Torna-te cada dia mais forte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Digo-te agora: Você Pode!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Todas as respostas, já te pertencem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Basta que queira saber,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E trará para dentro do peito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Todo o amor e a sorte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Luta com todas as forças,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Mas tome sempre muito cuidado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Pois quem luta com o coração,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Às vezes sai arranhado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Se caíres, não temas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Basta que tenhas fé,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E acredite na força suprema que nos move.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Levanta-te,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Sacode a terrinha, e volte a voar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Pois o que é feito de ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Já bem sabes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;És uma linda ave,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E ao céu deves retornar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Porque nesta vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Os sonhos nos movem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E nunca deves parar de sonhar!&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116657319930798901?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116657319930798901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116657319930798901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116657319930798901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116657319930798901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-beija-flor-biaa-fabiana.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116655943011634068</id><published>2006-12-19T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T03:57:25.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/824645/Jeff2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/780347/Jeff2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Pássaro-poeta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONDOR - JEFF CONDOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=17444181582634590815"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;ESPELHO DA ALMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Jeff Condol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A sensacão de liberdade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Nas asas da imaginação,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Toda a sensibilidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Misturada com emoção,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Caminho que conduz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Para um jardim de luz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Onde o nosso coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Pode tocar a eternidade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Galopar nas pradarias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Cavalgando um branco corcel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Viver as ternas alegrias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Quando os olhos tocam o céu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O cheiro da terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Mundo sem guerra,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Um imenso carrossel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Enfeitado com poesias!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Ter no peito a calma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Um sentimento de valor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Viver sem o trauma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Imposto pelo terror,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Assim e o infinito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Do sorriso mais bonito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Quando Deus o Criador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Reflete-se feito o amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;No espelho da sua alma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116655943011634068?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116655943011634068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116655943011634068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116655943011634068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116655943011634068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-condor-jeff-condol-perfil.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116655853245163607</id><published>2006-12-19T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T03:55:29.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/363006/Di??genes2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/959949/Di%3F%3Fgenes2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pássaro-Poeta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O PATINHO FEIO - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIÓGENES &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PEREIRA &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DE ARAÚJO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=4812540100822292356"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://diogenespereiradearaujo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blog Diógenes Pereira de Araújo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;ALEGRE O PASSAREDO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Diógenes Pereira de Araújo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Certa manhã - que belo! - o passaredo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;cantava mais. Era algo divinal (!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;alegrando o ambiente matinal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;que me induziu a levantar mais cedo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Eu amo a natureza, e, por sinal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;- vou revelar aqui um meu segredo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;é um pecado, que a mim mesmo concedo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;ter dois canários, sei que faço mal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Mas, afinal, por qual grata razão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;aconteceu aquela "matinata"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;dos passarinhos, que me foi tão grata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;e colocou-me em festa o coração?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Aí, chegando e lendo meu jornal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;percebi que era DIA DE NATAL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116655853245163607?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116655853245163607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116655853245163607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116655853245163607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116655853245163607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-o-patinho-feio-digenes.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116653155864342177</id><published>2006-12-19T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T16:30:45.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/800179/Eloah2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/582035/Eloah2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Pássaro-Poeta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONDOR - ELOAH BORDA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=2290928906212417627"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://eloahborda1.blogs.sapo.pt/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Intro-Versos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Querido amigo Marcelo Marques&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Eloah Borda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Pássaro-poeta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Turdus Rufiventris,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;que eu prefiro chamar de sabiá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;- sabiá laranjeira cantador -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;vinha voando alto, ouvi teu canto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;a destacar-se em meio a tantos cantos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;tão belos cantos desta passarada, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;que encontro aqui em festiva revoada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Aceito e agradeço o teu convite,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;que tanto me honra por de mim lembrares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;(solitário Condor, um tanto arisco...),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;e aqui estou para participar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;desta maravilhosa festa de Natal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E unir o meu humilde canto a outros cantares,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;de tantos belos pássaros canoros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;fazendo esforço pra não destoar...&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116653155864342177?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116653155864342177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116653155864342177&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116653155864342177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116653155864342177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-condor-eloah-borda-perfil.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116653074046986661</id><published>2006-12-19T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T16:44:08.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/387308/Andr??2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/228377/Andr%3F%3F2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pássaro-Poeta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AGAPORNIS PERSONATA - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANDRÉ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L. SOARES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=6435481745100843606"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://poeticaheretica.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pó(ètica) Herética&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;PÁSSAROS LIVRES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;André L. Soares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O Azulão fugiu hoje da gaiola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Ajudado por Tiê e o Beija-flor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Pintassilgo e Biguá ficaram alegres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Até voaram sob as asas do Condor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Pra comemorar tal liberdade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Fez-se festa na casa do Albatroz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A Coruja com a Fênix dançava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E Agapornis Personata... soltava a voz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Gaivota paquerava Bem-te-vi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A Saíra brincava com o Rouxinol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Atobá, sempre a olhar o Reloginho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Apressava a Arara Azul e o Colibri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E foram chegando Sovi e Sabiá&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Uirapuru, Curiango, Cegonha e Sofrê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Canário, Cisne, Águia e Faisão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Peyote e Tsuru, todos foram lá pra ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O Canário da Terra levou a Borboleta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Montando Pégasus, apareceu o Socó&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Pardal discursou por todos da floresta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Pedindo alegria e liberdade inda maior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116653074046986661?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116653074046986661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116653074046986661&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116653074046986661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116653074046986661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-agapornis-personata-andr.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116653011707673454</id><published>2006-12-19T04:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T16:43:05.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/824300/Evelyne2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/492104/Evelyne2a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Pássaro-Poeta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TIÊ - EVELYNE FURTADO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=2645340308581289590"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evelynefurtado.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Meu Universo em Prosa e Poesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Chego a mais uma festa natalina e sei que o aspecto comercial do Natal tem mais visibilidade do que o seu real significado, mas a tradição não morreu e em cada um de nós existe a alegria pelo nascimento do amor, ainda que não seja tão visível. Cristo nasceu para nos salvar pelo amor.E mesmo que eu não pratique os rituais religiosos, comemoro o seu nascimento. Existe uma alegria genuína quando um bebê vem ao mundo e é essa alegria que quero compartilhar nesse Natal. Não quero dividir tristezas ou mau-humor. Desejo, ao contrário,que o amor esteja em cada olhar, em cada abraço, em cada lembrança.Se não consigo me aprofundar religiosamente no significado do Natal, conseguirei mergulhar no sentido amoroso de Jesus menino e tocar com ternura todos os que amo.Almejo sentir mais forte o amor de Deus e dividir esse amor com quem encontrar pessoalmente ou oferecê-lo a quem está fora do alcance do meu afago, mas perto do meu coração. É dezembro. É época de agradecer, perdoar, retribuir. E assim o faço, pois tenho a convicção de que todos nós temos missões divinas, sendo, na minha opinião, a mais importante o aprendizado do amor. Que a lição seja feita com empenho, tirando os entulhos que nos impede de amar. Que o amor flua acima de todas as demais emoções, inclusive do medo de ser piegas, pois ninguém morre desse mal, mas padece por falta de amor. Amor, paz e alegria são os meus ingredientes para um Natal feliz! Que o seu seja assim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116653011707673454?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116653011707673454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116653011707673454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116653011707673454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116653011707673454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-ti-evelyne-furtado-perfil.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116652954664381027</id><published>2006-12-19T03:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T16:42:33.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/396935/Severino2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/551238/Severino2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pássaro-Poeta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UIRAPURU - SEVERINO BRITO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=6225194204967829231"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;CANTA UIRAPURU?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Severino Brito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Estou vivendo em vigília&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Atento, na Amazônia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Quando Juriti-Piranga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Atenciosa e com alento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Convida-me, nem penso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Posso, devo faltar?. Não.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;-PASSAREDO DE NATAL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A Amazônia, minha amada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Está sendo destruída!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Eu convido o PASSAREDO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Para um futuro sem medo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A AMAZÔNIA VIR SALVAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O UIRAPURU, já não canta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O seu mavioso canto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O que os males espanta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Triste com a destruição,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Feita do lar Amazônico,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Que é sua casa legal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Juntemo-nos no Natal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Vibrando com nosso canto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Tentando que haja o espanto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Desse ato imoral!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A todos meus companheiros,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Que saiam de seus viveiros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E num brado Brasileiro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Salvemos às nossas matas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Senão daqui a algum tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Não haverá PASSAREDO!&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116652954664381027?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116652954664381027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116652954664381027&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116652954664381027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116652954664381027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-uirapuru-severino-brito.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116652880671846984</id><published>2006-12-19T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T16:42:04.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/745939/LucianoPintassilgo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/526815/LucianoPintassilgo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Pássaro-poeta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PINTASSILGO - LUCIANO DIONISIO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=7365161515727021869"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;SOCIEDADE DOS PÁSSAROS POETAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Luciano Dionisio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Brindemos, pássaros belos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Brancos, negros, amarelos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;(Do cinzento ao furta-cor),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Com os nossos saçaricos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Nossas penas, nossos bicos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Nossos cantos de louvor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Levemos as oferendas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Para aplacar as contendas;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Beijemos, sim, cada flor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E a nossa Sociedade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Levará serenidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Às selvas do desamor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116652880671846984?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116652880671846984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116652880671846984&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116652880671846984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116652880671846984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-pintassilgo-luciano.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116644635042308145</id><published>2006-12-18T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T16:41:32.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/570667/Verluci2a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/803798/Verluci2a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pássaro-Poeta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FÊNIX - VERLUCI ALMEIDA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=5361824737899756120"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flogao.com.br/verluci"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cantinho da Verluci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A convite da Coruja Dora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;demorei mas vim agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;em alegre revoada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;me juntar à passarada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Quero feliz a cantar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;e vamos todos celebrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;neste alegre momento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;o esperado nascimento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Nosso lindo Menino-Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;que a todos nos conduz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;de mãos dadas celebrando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;o Natal que está chegando!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Convido então agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;pois já vou-me embora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;o Turdus Rufiventris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;vulgo Sabiá, meu amigo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;querido, MARCELO MARQUES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;pra continuar a proseá!&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116644635042308145?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116644635042308145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116644635042308145&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116644635042308145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116644635042308145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-fnix-verluci-almeida.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116644573296079672</id><published>2006-12-18T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T16:40:49.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/665040/Ludiro2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/16670/Ludiro2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Pássaro-Poeta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LUDIRO - LUCIANO DIAS ROSA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=12403520029326700489"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://luzpoetica.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Luz Poética&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Quanta alegria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Na minha bela árvore de natal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Tantos lindos pássaros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Numa sinfonia sem igual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Muitas cores,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Hinos e louvores,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Pássaros amores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Para a noite de natal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Sinos de Belém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Badalam no vai-vem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Os anjos dizem amém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Uma estrela Brilha forte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Para os pássaros poetas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Cantarem seus versos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E no topo de minha árvore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Brada em alto tom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A Coruja com seu lindo som..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116644573296079672?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116644573296079672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116644573296079672&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116644573296079672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116644573296079672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-ludiro-luciano-dias-rosa.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116644505794105329</id><published>2006-12-18T04:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T16:40:11.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/709364/Paulo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/351998/Paulo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pássaro-poeta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GAVIÃO-CAÇADOR - PAULO EDNILSON&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=10283466057713475770"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.retratosdaalma1.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Retratos da Alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://umbocadinhodeprosa.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Um Bocadinho de Prosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Gavião-caça(dor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Ah quantas dores hei de caçar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;As minhas, as suas, as nossas dores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Não há de ser sem dor a vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;posto que ela só é vida se sentida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;como brasa sobre a pele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116644505794105329?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116644505794105329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116644505794105329&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116644505794105329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116644505794105329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-gavio-caador-paulo_18.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116644438194350333</id><published>2006-12-18T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T16:39:36.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/573458/Marcelo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/551749/Marcelo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Pássaro-Poeta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TURDUS RUFIVENTRIS - MARCELO MARQUES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=3402144251854044434"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://br.geocities.com/mmarksweb/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Homepage Marcelo Marques&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PASSARADAS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marcelo Marques&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Firmes no chão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;As vidas passarão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Serão derrubadas e derrubarão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Entre tristes realidades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E sonhos de felicidades...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Cairão as máscaras!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Depois voarão, sem idades,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Por eternidades...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Vidas Pássaras.&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116644438194350333?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116644438194350333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116644438194350333&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116644438194350333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116644438194350333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-turdus-rufiventris.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116635990587720890</id><published>2006-12-17T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T16:37:45.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/564481/Chris2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/403988/Chris2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Pássaro-Poeta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BORBOLETA - CHRIS HERRMANN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=3958990305271197129"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://chrisherrmann.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vôos de Borboleta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Pousa devagar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;embalando a brisa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;a passarada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Rouba a cena:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Flor beija borboleta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;- sonha divagar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;^Chris-Borboleta^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Christina M. Herrmann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;§&lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116635990587720890?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116635990587720890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116635990587720890&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116635990587720890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116635990587720890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-borboleta-chris-herrmann.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116635885961660110</id><published>2006-12-17T04:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T16:36:50.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/780056/Arlete%20Castro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/907704/Arlete%20Castro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Pássaro-Poeta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JURITI-PIRANGA - ARLETE CASTRO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=8452958018502684842"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Perfi lno Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Que canto de alegria!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Que festa e fantasia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;São pássaros em cores,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;são versos, são flores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;É um encontro sem igual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;entre pássaros-poetas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;é a poesia a celebrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Passarelo no Natal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116635885961660110?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116635885961660110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116635885961660110&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116635885961660110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116635885961660110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-juriti-piranga-arlete.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116635821454641964</id><published>2006-12-17T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T16:36:03.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/739411/Maria%20Lucia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/125462/Maria%20Lucia2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pássaro-Poeta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANDORINHA - MARIA LUCIA DE ALMEIDA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=13864671516294008680"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://versosmineiros.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Prosa Mineira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Andorinha-Lu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Voa feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E junto aos amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Vai festejar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Um natal com mais amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E esperança no olhar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116635821454641964?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116635821454641964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116635821454641964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116635821454641964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116635821454641964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-andorinha-maria-lucia-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116635644431177238</id><published>2006-12-17T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T16:35:28.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/74092/ol??via2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/940539/ol%3F%3Fvia2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Pássaro-Poeta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;POMBA JURITI - OLIVIA PAZ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=1721893324953931263"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"Enfim no seu ninho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Juriti namora e,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;logo logo, têm passarinho" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116635644431177238?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116628696234480612</id><published>2006-12-16T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T16:33:36.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/526681/Doroty2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/94095/Doroty2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pássaro-Poeta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CORUJA - DOROTY DIMOLITSAS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=12120880784804029146"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dorinhna.spaces.live.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Blog Dorinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MESTRE DO NATAL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dora Dimolitsas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Hoje o chamamos de mestre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Porem já foi criança &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E nasceu em Belém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Somos amigos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Abro-lhe sempre a porta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;No natal caminhar nas favelas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Junto com o amigo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O mestre distribuindo Pão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Caminhando com o irmão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Com o cobertor e o presente eu dou,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O Ano é novo, Natal chegou,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O sino tocou o menino nasceu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;FELIZ NATAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116628696234480612?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116628696234480612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://benvindap.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Blog Benvinda Palma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/576824/Benvinda2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;BEM-TE-VI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Benvinda Palma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Bem-te-vi acorda com as estrelas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Com a lua prateada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Quando o sol esconde ainda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;da terra, a sua face dourada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Bem-te-vi inspira a todos à sua volta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;A sua doce voz ele solta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Para os dias alegrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Bem-te-vi pousa na copiosa paineira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Desvia a cabeça dos espinhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;E faz da paina sua esteira,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O seu travesseiro para descansar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Bem-te-vi vê a vida assim:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Um vôo livre, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Um eterno encontro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Com a Paz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116619499326823357?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116619499326823357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116619499326823357&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116619499326823357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116619499326823357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-bem-te-vi-benvinda-palma.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' 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tópico na comunidade,  sugestão da Juriti-Piranga - Arlete Castro: o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;s pássaros-poetas festejando o Natal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Passaredo (Francis Hime / Chico Buarque)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Ei, pintassilgo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Oi, pintaroxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Melro, uirapuru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Ai, chega-e-vira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Engole-vento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Saíra, inhambu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Foge asa-branca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Vai, patativa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Tordo, tuju, tuim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Xô, tié-sangue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Xô, tié-fogo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Xô, rouxinol sem fim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Some, coleiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Anda, trigueiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Te esconde colibri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Voa, macuco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Voa, viúva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Utiariti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Bico calado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Toma cuidado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Que o homem vem aí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O homem vem aí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O homem vem aí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Ei, quero-quero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Oi, tico-tico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Anum, pardal, chapim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Xô, cotovia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Xô, pescador-martim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Some, rolinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Anda, andorinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Te esconde, bem-te-vi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Voa, bicudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Voa, sanhaço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Vai, juriti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Bico calado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Muito cuidado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Que o homem vem aí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O homem vem aí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O homem vem aí&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116610302533639244?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116610302533639244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116610302533639244&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116610302533639244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116610302533639244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/passaredo-de-natalclique-na-imagem-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116532129375731372</id><published>2006-12-05T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T05:06:56.350-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/529754/ANTOLOGIAS2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/737180/ANTOLOGIAS2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;POETAS DO CAFÉ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Em parceria com o poeta e produtor cultural Ademir Antonio Bacca, organizador do Congresso Brasileiro de Poesia em Bento Gonçalves, e a comunidade parceira Café Filosófico das Quatro, vários poetas da Sociedade dos Pássaros-Poetas participaram da primeira Antologia de Poesia do CF4, organizada em Volume 1, Volume 2 e Antologia de Haicais.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Este projeto cultural e editorial tem o apoio de C.HERRMANN Designs, Congresso Brasileiro de Poesia, Café Filosófico "Das Quatro" e Proyecto Cultural Sur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/CommMsgs.aspx?cmm=1190640&amp;tid=2460669321743008048"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ANTOLOGIA CF4 / CONGRESSO - SELECIONADOS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ww.orkut.com/CommMsgs.aspx?cmm=1190640&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;tid=2460669321743008048&amp;na=1&amp;amp;nst=1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/CommMsgs.aspx?cmm=1190640&amp;amp;tid=2493809897136816432"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;TRILOGIA DO CF4 - COMO OBTÊ-LA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;POETAS PARTICIPANTES DAS ANTOLOGIAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Volume 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Antonio Peres Pacheco&lt;br /&gt;Arlete Castro&lt;br /&gt;Benvinda Palma&lt;br /&gt;Chris Herrmann&lt;br /&gt;Daniela Alexandre&lt;br /&gt;Edgar Alejandro Quezada Zavala&lt;br /&gt;Hannah Abrahão&lt;br /&gt;Kátia Silene Ceregatto Venturolli&lt;br /&gt;Leinecy Dorneles Pereira&lt;br /&gt;Luciano Dias Rosa&lt;br /&gt;Maria Edília Maia de Moraes&lt;br /&gt;Rosinha&lt;br /&gt;Sônia Prazeres&lt;br /&gt;Val Rocha&lt;br /&gt;Vera Lúcia Rosa&lt;br /&gt;Virgínia Fulber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Volume 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Ademir Antonio Bacca&lt;br /&gt;André Luís Gabriel&lt;br /&gt;Angela Padilha&lt;br /&gt;Antonio Baccaro&lt;br /&gt;Célia Jardim&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy Barbosa J. Dimolitsas&lt;br /&gt;Ednilson de Paulo&lt;br /&gt;Edgard Fonseca&lt;br /&gt;Jeferson Leandro Milani&lt;br /&gt;Karla Leopoldino&lt;br /&gt;Maria Angélica B. Santos&lt;br /&gt;Mônica Leite&lt;br /&gt;priscila Magalhães&lt;br /&gt;Roziner Guimarães&lt;br /&gt;Selma Régis&lt;br /&gt;Therence Santiago&lt;br /&gt;Veneranda Pedroza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Haicais:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Ademir Antonio Bacca&lt;br /&gt;Chris Herrmann&lt;br /&gt;Débora Novaes de Castro&lt;br /&gt;Fátima Regina Batista&lt;br /&gt;Fernanda Frazão&lt;br /&gt;Giovana Ceregatto&lt;br /&gt;Haidê Vieira Pigatto&lt;br /&gt;Letive fianco D´Arrigo&lt;br /&gt;Jiddu Saldanha&lt;br /&gt;Kátia Ceregatto&lt;br /&gt;Rosa Maria de Britto Cosenza&lt;br /&gt;Suely de Freitas Marti&lt;br /&gt;Tânia Diniz&lt;br /&gt;Val RochaYumi Kojima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116532129375731372?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116532129375731372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116532129375731372&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116532129375731372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116532129375731372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/poetas-do-caf-em-parceria-com-o-poeta.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116531949794402472</id><published>2006-12-05T03:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T04:59:33.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/938018/DSC04738[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/240905/DSC04738%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;XIV CONGRESSO BRASILEIRO DE POESIA - BENTO GONÇALVES - RS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Foto: Lançamento das Antologias de Poesia do Café filosófico "Das Quatro" no Congresso Brasileiro de Poesia, em 03 de outubro de 2006, no Restaurante Pallazzo Grill, Bento Gonçalves, RS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cfquatro.multiply.com/photos/album/3"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FOTOS DO XIV CONGRESSO BRASILEIRO DE POESIA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/CommMsgs.aspx?cmm=1190640&amp;tid=2491276772670275888"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;CONGRESSO DE POESIA - OUTUBRO/2006 - QUEM ESTEVE LÁ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O XIV Congresso Brasileiro de Poesia, em Bento Gonçalves/RS de 2 a 6 de Outubro/2006, contou com a participação ativa dos Poetas do Café em vários eventos, entre eles:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;03 de outubro (terça-feira)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;17:00 horas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Mesa RedondaTema:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;“Poesia na Internet”Participantes: Chris Herrmann (Alemanha), Artur Gomes (Rio de Janeiro) e Jiddu Saldanha (Rio de Janeiro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Local: Auditório do SESC Bento Gonçalves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;22:30 horas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Lançamento das Antologias de Poesia do Café Filosófico “Das Quatro”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Local: Restaurante Pallazzo Grill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;O congresso, parceria do Proyecto Cultural Sur Brasil - entidade cultural com sede no Canadá -, juntamente com a prefeitura de Bento Gonçalves e o Sesc, conta com ampla programação. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Conforme o presidente do Proyeto no Brasil, Ademir Bacca, o orçamento deste ano foi de 120 mil reais. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Programação do congresso: recitais de música, apresentações de teatro, com a peça "Quintana e os Gaúchos" em cartaz no Rio de Janeiro, o grupo Simplesmente Poesia, entre outros convidados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Ainda constou na programação do Congresso uma Mostra Internacional de Poesia Visual, que mistura imagens aos textos, o evento Poesia no Palco (recital no auditório do Sesc e nas escolas de Bento Gonçalves) e, por fim, Pitangueiras Poéticas, que é o último ato do congresso, quando os poetas lantam uma Pitangueira (símbolo do Congresso) para marcar o evento. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116531949794402472?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116531949794402472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116531949794402472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116531949794402472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116531949794402472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/xiv-congresso-brasileiro-de-poesia.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116497325907241244</id><published>2006-12-01T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T03:57:43.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/CommMsgs.aspx?cmm=2419882&amp;tid=2454093323089128451"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/518274/Paaulo%20Ednilson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Pássaro-poeta: GAVIÃO-CAÇADOR - PAULO EDNILSON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Profile.aspx?uid=10283466057713475770"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Perfil no Orkut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.retratosdaalma1.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Retratos da Alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://umbocadinhodeprosa.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Um Bocadinho de Prosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;NÃO POEMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Paulo Ednilson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Empresta-me teus olhos poeta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;que também eu quero dormir em nuvens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;e beijar estrelas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;- Assim disse o poeta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;“Oh homem de pés cansados de tanta estrada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;olhos fatigados de tantas paisagens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;fustigados pela mistura de cores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;viciados pelos tons da ilusão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;matiz nenhuma apreende realidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;posto que a arte é torpor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;é transpor o que a vida tem de infame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;aproxima destes versos tristes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;seus pés cansados de tanto chão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;veja o que há de inartístico neles:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;eis aqui pura arte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;que desprovida de maquiagem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;por acaso entrou em cena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Vá homem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Leva este não poema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;deixe cá meus olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;pra eu pintar outras cenas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Adm.SPP&lt;br /&gt;))§(( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21869055-116497325907241244?l=ppoetas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/feeds/116497325907241244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21869055&amp;postID=116497325907241244&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116497325907241244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21869055/posts/default/116497325907241244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ppoetas.blogspot.com/2006/12/pssaro-poeta-gavio-caador-paulo.html' title=''/><author><name>Chris Herrmann</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08164086308389511464</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ibjaeo8dyEo/SUg22VkoyYI/AAAAAAAAAqY/WErJ86n8vUs/S220/ChrisBlackWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21869055.post-116480670311932564</id><published>2006-11-29T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T05:32:38.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/1600/511821/Nel%20Meirelles%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2975/2216/320/22823/Nel%20Meirelles%203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; NEL MEIRELLES (IN MEMORIAM - II) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;LEILA MÍCOLLIS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ad Infinitum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Nel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Poeta a granel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;(na terra ou no céu...).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;CHRIS HERRMANN E CLAUKY SABA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;o céu se recria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;mais um anel de saturno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;: cosmopoesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;OLÍVIA PAZ:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;"Retornou à casa sua e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;alegre ofereceu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;de presente a memória,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;daquilo que um dia foi seu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span st
