Articles by Armando Taborda

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…

To feel the hot and tough sun irradiating from the shop windows glasses and the coachworks of parked cars on the street lanes or sidewalks of the avenue where I live in Benfica close to the shadows of the Monsanto Park which I guess is at the other side of the buildings' forest where the halo of passed rains reshuffles my memory. Sentir o sol que irradia duro e quente dos vidros das montras e carroçarias dos automóveis estacionados por tudo o que é rua ou passeio na avenida onde moro em…

Someone tells me I can be happy if I don't look for happiness in the corners of the city where I live in the sea flooding into my eyes in the constellation's twinkling of my night in the new moon darkness of dream and if I let time go by indifferently as it was nothing and in fact it isn't doesn't exist it's an invention to justify birth and death. To be happy maybe someone tells me I can be happy if I want. Alguém me diz que posso ser feliz se…

No sleep's particle orbits in my sky. The stars twinkle so far and intensely that the Universe appears to be expanding but remains trapped in my brain. All desired light will get away through my eyeballs' darkness and the vaporous thrill of the thought's nuclear explosion through by mouth. Nenhuma partícula de sono orbita no meu firmamento. Os astros cintilam tão longe e intensamente que o Universo parece estar em expansão mas continua aprisionado no meu cérebro. Pela es…

when loneliness is great the light floods into the silence where life's dream is renewed quando a solidão é grande a luz inunda o silêncio onde o sonho da vida se refaz by Armando TABORDA, 2015 (post 1st edition, 2015; 2nd edition, 2018; 3rd edition, 2023)

THE KNOT COMES UNDONE EARLY MORNING WHEN THE LIGHT FILTERED THROUGH THE BLINDS TREPASSES THE BODIES' INTIMACY O NÓ DESFAZ-SE DE MADRUGADA QUANDO A LUZ QUE ENTRA FILTRADA PELA PERSIANA DEVASSA A INTIMIDADE DOS CORPOS by Armando TABORDA, 2014 (post 1st edition, 2014; 2nd edition, 2016; 3rd edition, 2023)

God has created the Universe the Universe has created Man Man has created the Machine the Universe expands itself infinitely and ignores God Man and the Machine Deus criou o Universo o Universo criou o Homem o Homem criou a Máquina o Universo expande-se infinitamente e ignora Deus o Homem e a Máquina by Armando TABORDA, 2016 (post 1st edition, 2016; 2nd edition, 2023)

One of these days I will write my memories and from the remains I will build a conduit to supply me with water's dreams even if there are many splits and they don't arrive to the final consumer. Qualquer dia vou escrever minhas memórias e das sobras construir uma conduta que me abasteça os sonhos d'água mesmo que as ruturas sejam muitas e eles não cheguem ao consumidor final. by Armando TABORDA, 2013 (post article 1st edition, 2013; 2nd edition,…

Í saw a light at the end of the tunnel but the darkness around me was so deep that my dream crumbled into nightmare Vi uma luz ao fundo do túnel mas a escuridão à minha volta era tanta que o meu sonho se desfez em pesadelo by Armando TABORDA, 2014 (post 1st edition, 2014; 2nd edition, 2023)

I open the eyes to the morning's infusion in search of sun although not seen I feel it in the moist heat of the body and then I watch the air movement in small balls of light faster and faster ever up the sky is redefined and suddenly the torrid sun falls on my body and I wish the afternoon's infusion and the night's one as well. Abro os olhos para a infusão da manhã à procura do sol sinto-o sem o ver no calor húmido do corpo e depois vejo o ar a deslocar-se e…

A grey aura around the eyes crowns my insomnia I get out from bed. Alone. I hesitate upon the matter I am and quest my remains to explain my nights astonishment. So far I'm looking for the first smile on the next day and all other smiles in a grimace frieze engraved in stone. From me to the posterity I bequeath a portrait of thin lips rough at my mouth perimeter and another tension the photographic…

SILENCE One can hear a far off outcry closer silence increases from the immediate silence it doesn't matter if the sound is universal lament or God's roar upon imperfect landscape or Valkyries' gallop into the bohemian dawn the outcry doesn't justify the distance from where it comes perishable deteriorates in silence.…