quinta-feira, 27 de janeiro de 2011

IN THE AIR (João Paulo Feliciano Magalhães)


A liberdade me mostra sua face quando,
Sem medos humanos,
Deixo-me guiar por você
Como as águias em formação
Com seus rasantes e altíssimos vôos
Nem que seja absolutamente
Espiritual.

19 comentários:

A mulher Das Estrelas disse...

Quando penso no tão curto espaço de tempo que criou isto, e na graça que escreve...Descubro então que estou de frente á um "menino gênio"
Amo-te.

Modus Vivendis disse...

Hi, Buddy...

I see you've been visited with my absence... I guess I'll remain a bit away... rsrs

This afternoon I had a dream of you that matches the theme of this poem.

We were at the top of a very high mountain... three friends, like you and Leo and I. It was a great dream.

See you.

Modus Vivendis disse...

Hay... Good day...

Modus Vivendis disse...

Hello, my friend.

Freedom... Freedom and Space...
That's what we need and deserve.

See you later.

Modus Vivendis disse...

Good morning, John.

Voo has no more accent...

Bye.

Modus Vivendis disse...

Hi John.

I enjoy the urban spirit of your pictures and the transcendental art of your poetry. They sound like a paradox.

See yah.

Modus Vivendis disse...

Hello, my friend.

This door reminds me of old times.

I feel nostalgia.

See you.

Modus Vivendis disse...

Hi John.

I lost track of the meaning of the word "espírito".

It's too controversial.

See yah.

Modus Vivendis disse...

Hi, my friend.

I've been absent for a while...
Too much work... by now I'm here and expect for more.

Cheers!

Modus Vivendis disse...

The carnival is over...

But tell the women you know how many flowers they deserve today, and tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

Bye

Modus Vivendis disse...

John...

I think you ought to consider the Novo Acordo Ortográfico.

It's not too complicated for us "Brazilian" Portuguese speakers.

If you ever need help, please let me know.

See you.

João Rosa disse...

Good morning John.

This is the spirit of complicity.

See yah.

Modus Vivendis disse...

bonjour, mon ami.

Modus Vivendis disse...

Good morning, John.

My condolences!

Modus Vivendis disse...

Hello, John.

We're missing your new poems.
Please don't you disappear.

:-)

Modus Vivendis disse...

Hi John.

Freedom! That's the word of command.

Modus Vivendis disse...

Mourning!

Modus Vivendis disse...

Freedom!
Freedom!
Freedom!
You got to give for what you take!

Remember the nineties, John?
But our fellows George Michael, Brown and Blair were not invited for the wedlock!
Let alone us!
See you.

Modus Vivendis disse...

Seus últimos textos e fotos nos dão a nós, os provincianos, a sensação de proximidade com um mundo ansiado erótica, edipianamente.
Estou cada vez mais orgulhoso dos meus poetas de hoje, de amanhã e de depois de amanhã.


Tenha um grande dia!