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  • THE BEST BIRTHDAY'S GIFT - LE MIEUX CADEAU D'ANNIVERSAIRE - A MELHOR PRENDA DE ANIVERSÁRIO

    - 3 days ago - 8 comments
    MY BEST BIRTHDAY'S GIFT
    Bear of the city brother of words Friend of thoughts, Him, he looks into the world with clear eyes and a false bonhomie. And what he says shows the original impatience: « I want to understand, says the kid to the man! Is there something to understand, asks the man to the kid? » Him, my friend poet from Lisboa Happy Birthday, Armando Taborda Ours de la ville, frère des mots Ami de pensées, Lui, il regarde le monde avec des yeux claires et une fausse pati…

  • Aging - Velhice

    - 16 Apr 2024 - 1 comment
    Broad Belt
    Premature aging in times of imposed generosity while the sweat flows off from the axillas to be strangled by the broad belt in a salty spot white as a glide thought dying stain at the combat uniform. Velhice prematura no tempo da generosidade imposta quando o suor escorre das axilas até onde o cinturão o estrangula em mancha de sal branca como pensamento que desliza e morre nódoa no uniforme de combate. by Armando TABORDA, in…

  • The Threshold - O Limiar

    - 07 Apr 2024 - 5 comments
    The Threshold
    I walk along the wall and do not know if I arrive at the end of the road or if I am on the threshold between reality and dream but I know that on the other side lives the unimaginative entity without uncertainties protected from me and the world. Passeio ao longo do muro e não sei se chego ao fim do caminho ou se estou no limiar entre a realidade e o sonho mas sei que do outro lado mora a entidade sem imaginação nem incertezas que se protege de mim e do mundo. Armando TABORDA…

  • Human waste - Desperdício humano

    - 31 Mar 2024 - 6 comments
    Mozambique, 1969-1971
    Human waste supple like water foam on the barracks' wall until it tumbles in tears splinters of cement and lime dust we interweave in our hands. Desperdício humano dúctil como espuma de água no muro do quartel até ruir em lágrimas estilhaços de cimento e cal pó que entretecemos nas mãos. by Armando TABORDA, in "MANUAL DO DESPERDÍCIO", Ceres Editora, 1994 (post 1st ed…

  • Bottleneck - Estrangulamento

    - 23 Mar 2024 - 3 comments
    Bottleneck
    Wtiting flows slower and slower through the bottlenecks of my atheresclerosis one of these days nor the "h" of my ashes has any use A escrita flui cada vez mais lenta pelos estrangulamentos de minha ateroesclerose um dia destes nem o ponto no "i" de minhas cinzas se aproveita by Armando TABORDA, 2019 (photo taken from Internet - publshed under the fair use doctrine for noncommercial cultural purposes) (post 1st edition, 2019; 2nd edition, 2024)

  • Sunray - Réstea de Sol

    - 15 Mar 2024 - 1 comment
    Benfica, remains of an old farm (1)
    A sunray slips down by ruined walls of the house ahead and stupidly also into my thought as there was nothing more important to do in this right moment. Uma réstea de sol desliza nas paredes arruinadas da casa em frente e estupitadamente também no meu pensamento como se nada houvesse mais importante a fazer neste preciso momento.…

  • Lost in darkness - Perdidos na sombra

    - 06 Mar 2024 - 11 comments
    God's Eye
    From the brief light evanescent of the star's movement I apprehend the beauty of escaping forms that will be lost in darkness and sleep. /// Pela luz breve fugaz do movimento dos astros apreendo a beleza das formas fugitivas que se perdem na sombra e no sono. by Armando TABORDA, in "PALAVRAS, MÚSICAS E BLASFÉMIAS QUE ENVELHEÇO NA CIDADE", Ulmeiro Editores, 1996 (photograph by the Space…

  • I Get Lost - Ando Perdido

    - 28 Feb 2024 - 12 comments
    The Alley Rest Of My Body
    I get lost in crossed ways complex deflections infinite trails I don't go back nor get away from the future of uncertain ways complex fears infinite dreams. Determined I carry on and stumble I fall to the ground and become moribund herald of incoming time my face drowns into the shadow and the sun at the back of my image empty of soul in crossed ways complex deflections infinite trails illuminates the alley where rests my body. Ando perdido…

  • Way up - Escalada

    - 19 Feb 2024 - 4 comments
    Serra da Estrela, slope
    In the way up there is a time for tiredness it's when we stop and look to the way already done from which we can conclude even we climb much more there will be no bigger reach in the life's horizon. Na subida da vertente há lugar para o cansaço é quando se pára e olha para o trajecto já feito e onde se conclui por muito mais que se suba pouco mais se aprofunda o horizont…

  • Guernica

    - 10 Feb 2024 - 1 comment
    VIOLA DELTA, Volume XLVI, Mic Editors & Authors, February, 2009
    GUERNICA White-grey-black-rectangle spectre of Guernica's flight of arms-legs-heads and their morse ls in Madrid at the museum I hear the sarcastic bombing of silent comments. (to see / read the original Portuguese version please click on the figure) Illustration by Fernando Grade In "VIOLA DELTA", volume XLV…

  • Refugees - Refugiados

    - 02 Feb 2024 - 5 comments
    Refugees
    Awake at dawn lying in the comfort of my bed I hear muted news of the radio alarm inadvertently left connected and insisting on refugee hordes fleeing from fratricidal wars to drown in the Mediterranean or find the cheap labor peace in the host countries Acordado de madrugada deitado no conforto da minha cama ouço em surdina as notícias do radio despertador que inadvertidamente ficou ligado e insiste nas hordas de refugiados que fogem das guerras fratricidas para se afogarem no Medite…

  • Short book review - Pequena recensão

    - 26 Jan 2024
    Short book review
    "I'm still too young to write this poem", the author tells us at the very beginning, and I agree and affirm, for her comfort, that no one is the right age to write, because writing is untimely; time doesn't even exist, what there is is a bio-chemical phenomen called life, which amazes us all time, and only lasts as such. Calí BOREAZ, poet/performer presents and represents herself aboard her tesseract, traveling around the world, without stopover or port to reach; at each vertex of the ship a…

  • No Time - Falta de Tempo

    - 22 Jan 2024 - 6 comments
    It's not always easy to record emotions from life and so poems get lost frequently due to the lack of time in the right moment. ********************* NO TIME NO POEM ********************* Nem sempre é fácil registar emoções da vida e assim se perdem poemas…

  • On the stage - Em palco

    - 14 Jan 2024 - 10 comments
    On the stage
    The stage of life is there it's yours you can dance sing howl recite a poem carry out a comedy drama tragicomedy cry laugh or you can just keep sitting in the audience to envy the other's performance O palco da vida está ali é teu podes dançar cantar uivar recitar um poema encenar um drama comédia tragicomédia chorar rir ou podes simplesmente continuar sentado na plateia a invejar o espectáculo dos outros by Armando TABORDA, 2015 (post 1st edi…

  • ASHES - CINZAS

    - 07 Jan 2024 - 5 comments
    ASHES
    Thinking pacifies me. Writing tires and bores me. I spend long time ruminating an easy way to say a difficult thing. Successfuly most times - friends tell me! I'm as happy as Archimedes. I leave the great novels to Charles Dickens and Leon Tolstoy and the great poems to great poets. I'm glad with the idea that my little books fil in the urn of my ashes. When death comes the farewell from who will not upset you never more will be prompt. Pensar pacifica-me.…

  • Land tired of rain - Terra cansada de chuva

    - 31 Dec 2023 - 5 comments
    VIOLA DELTA, Volume XL, Mic Editors & Authors, June, 2005
    LAND TIRED OF RAIN It's not true my brain´s dullness and I growing old. Land tired of rain sun crop pasture forest fire Man regenerates wild flower heather thicket wind's blow flight of bird forest' sprout. (to read the original Portuguese version please click on the picture)…

  • Next Soul - Próxima Alma

    - 23 Dec 2023 - 5 comments
    Everyday there are incoming new souls
    I have time to disintegrate in pieces of myself thought's implosion or from the life? W hatever the wind scattered cells unity remains destroyed thought gets lost and body as well waiting for the next incomig soul . Tenho tempo para me desintegrar em pedaços de mim implosão do pensamento ou da vida? Sejam quais forem as célula…

  • Surprising Days - Dias Estranhos

    - 16 Dec 2023 - 5 comments
    Nowadays what takes us by surprise is that all happen without our choice. We live crammed with abstract entities not controlled by stockholders. It is said that capital is the supreme good and can't be exposed to bankruptcy. At the cost of social shrinking, flop and fear. Politicians laugh in our faces and say can't do better. Clergymen pacify starving faithful prayers. And people knead field's dust, eat nettles and combat forest fires. O estranho nos dias que correm é que tud…
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