4 Response to "Estilo"

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   Sandra Cerqueira says:

   25/6/08 4:52 da tarde

   Digamos que são dois grandes senhores, cada um à sua maneira...
   Leonor, Helena, Bárbara, Dinamene, Catarina e tantas outras mulheres amadas por Camões, certamente não ficariam desiludidas, se tivessem sido cortejadas por E. E. Cummings:
   
   somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
   any experience,your eyes have their silence:
   in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
   or which i cannot touch because they are too near
   
   your slightest look easily will unclose me
   though i have closed myself as fingers,
   you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
   (touching skilfully,mysteriously) her first rose
   
   or if your wish be to close me,i and
   my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
   as when the heart of this flower imagines
   the snow carefully everywhere descending;
   
   nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
   the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
   compels me with the color of its countries,
   rendering death and forever with each breathing
   
   (i do not know what it is about you that closes
   and opens; only something in me understands
   the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
   nobody,not even the rain, has such small hands
   
   Contudo, prefiro Camões:)

   
   

   Anónimo says:

   25/6/08 6:31 da tarde

   Sabes o que mais gosto do que leio em ti. O modo como colocas as vírgulas nas frases. :-)

   
   

   Sandra Cerqueira says:

   25/6/08 8:02 da tarde

   Essa das vírgulas foi a sério ou a brincar?:)

   
   

   Anónimo says:

   26/6/08 2:39 da tarde

   A sério. És meticulosamente deliciosa. :-)

   

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