Armando Taborda's articles

The beginning is brilliant, a remake of "2001: The Space Odyssey", by Stanley KUBRICK, promises a film speaking of the future of a better humanity. But then it touches on many things at the same time, inequality between sexes, consumerism, overspending, love, beauty versus ugliness and intelligence, youth versus aging, life verssus death, it touches on it all, sometimes masterfully, other times hastily. At the end, the idea remains that the movie is honest and pretends to be moralistic, b…

In the surrounding landscape there is an unusual mysticism either by nature or man as if it was the eternity embrace at the life threshold /// Na paisagem que me cerca há um inusitado misticismo da natureza e do homem como se fosse o amplexo da eternidade no limiar da vida by Armando TABORDA, 2014 (post 1st Edition, 2014; 2nd edition, 2023)

How many am I in this prolonged summer which die sweat over the deodorant from a while ago where am I in the mirror's image? Generations of men and women pass by me as insects flying against the city's walls. Who am I low flying over the bed's abyss where I lay down without sensuality nor fear why this still joy made of vertigo how many heteronyms laugh in my face? Quantos sou eu no prolongado verão que m…

Yesterday in the coronary-graphic' screen I saw ways of my inner body fat calcifications and other squeezes trying to prevent the catheter progression looking for my soul that after all I didn't see. Ontem no monitor da coronariografia vi caminhos no interior do meu corpo artérias pulsando sangue gordura calcificações e outros apertos tentando impedir a progressão do cateter à procura de minha alma…

The sea is an ocean's arm and the ocean an earth's body spacecraft without astrolabe or sextant nor science of sails winds and currents adrift in the infinity's tides looking for what seaport or yacht club for an intermediate stop in the space where everything happens as if it was nothing? O mar é braço de oceano e o oceano corpo da terra nave sem astrolábio nem sextante nem ciên…

Bloody slow fugitive hiding stars under its light unrealistic sun speedy cloud absent in a few time sadness you bring and don't take away daybreak breeze what strange things you say almost forgotten but always flying swallows in my grass roof bloody slow fugitive sun hides what night brings. (to read the original Portuguese version click on the figure) In the eyes I look f…

Past the fountain out of repair And the boarded diner A small studio You'd never told anyone about Where old clothes have remained Right where you've dumped them Side by side With random notes and sketches When someone close to you Has a different idea of what you represent He insisted You'll write a check for the loan There were other misjudgements As well. Exits were being blocked Down every hall I walked Until a sort of muscle memory - Well, I knew it all along…

This book, "All Tears Are In The Gorge Of The Sea", isn´t easy to read. It requires concentration, cultural imagination to unveil the poetic meaning of the metaphorical text/context, and time to reread and enjoy. However, it's one of the most fascinating, sharp, beautiful, and mysyerious books I have read in my life of many readings. To Isabel Maria Mendes Ferreira SIBYL your oracles are fascinatingly indefinite and diaphanous as if we woke in the morning fog looking for our figure…

# the Lords of Cabral and Magellan of my youth didn't need caravels and galleons to sail but just some wind to fill their life and misery # then there were the dictatorship's prisons that frighten the sailors but there were just a few for so much hunger # we the motherland volunteers in our academies were already aware of the empires independence post-world war II and the surrender or the combatants at goa daman and diu on the ankylosed back of the dictator who ended falling o…

desires and dreams don't age in the body so often the thought claims them even when we don't enjoy their pleasures os desejos e os sonhos não envelhecem no corpo assim frequentemente o pensamento reclama-os mesmo quando não usufruímos seus prazeres by Armando TABORDA

A compact gray light fills me through my semi-closed eyes where the landscape wet by rain disappears and Spring vapours dilute its outline and far away an intense smell of earth perfumes my body as if it was a cradle and I still hear the chirping of many and brief birds circulating in the space where I fall asleep /// Uma luz cinzenta compacta inunda-me no semi-cerrado dos olhos onde desaparece a paisagem molhada pela chuva e os vapores de Primavera diluem seu contorno e ao longe num che…

The fern waves sea of roots captured by land of free surf its vegetal condition claims the wind's shake for the light whisper through my eyes before loss into the sky /// O feto ondula mar de raízes capturadas na terra de livre rebentação sua condição vegetal reclama o frémito do vento para que a luz sussurre nos meus olhos antes de se perder no céu. by Armando TABORDA, 2013 (post 1st edition, 2013; 2nd edition, 2023)

IT'S VERY HARD TO BE OLD OR ALMOST OLD AND GO INTO THE YOUTH PATH THROUGH PERSISTENTLY INCOMPLETE FLASH BACKS WHERE IT APPEARS A NAME OR A NICK NAME BUT NOT THE PERSON A BLONDE HAIR OR A SHAPELY LEG BUT NOT THE BODY SHUFLED IMAGES BY THE FIRST MORNING LIGHT THAT ENTERS ROOM INSIDE É MUITO DIFÍCIL SER VELHO OU QUASE VELHO E PERCORRER OS CAMINHOS DA JUVENTUDE EM FLASH BACKS PERSISTENTEMENTE INCOMPLETOS ONDE APARECE UM NOME OU DIMINUTIVO MAS NÃO A PESSOA U…

ALL IS FORGOTTEN NOTHING NEW IS HAPPENING UNTIL THE LIGHT GOES OFF FROM MEMORY /// TUDO SE ESQUECE NADA DE NOVO ACONTECE ATÉ QUE A LUZ DA MEMÓRIA SE APAGA by Armando TABORDA, 2013 (post 1st edition, 2013; 2nd edition, 2020; 3rd edition, 2023)

Nightfall rumble imprecation to the sun solidity in the water's penury remains of useless prayer in the soul's disquiet dodecaphonic symphony at the homecoming. Rumor da tarde imprecação à solidez do sol na penúria de água despojo de oração inútil na inquietude da alma sinfonia dodecafónica no regresso a casa. by Armando TABORDA, in "PALAVR…

Invisible light can be seen on trees clothes bodies and other shapes like this on the wave oscillation that spreads it. Invisível luz vê-se nas árvores roupas corpos e outras formas assim na oscilação da onda que a propaga. by Armando TABORDA, 2009 (post 1st edition, 2010; 2nd edition, 2019;…

Cause I have a bird inside me I'm free cause I have a skin out of me I'm an hostage. Por ter um pássaro dentro de mim sou livre por ter uma pele fora de mim sou refém. by Armando TABORDA, in "MANUAL DO DESPERDÍCIO", Ceres Editora, 1994 (post 1st edition, 2012; 2nd edition, 2019; 3rd edition, 2023)

Today I am perplexed from images my eyes catch all obscured mass of surrounding light at the ignited core of my mind where I don't know why all my friends other beings and environments reveal no usefulness due to the indifference I feel on me. (to read the original Portuguese version please click on the picture) by Armando TABORDA, in "Sinfonia em Dor Menor", Edição Esco…