Tenderness
Tea break at the Sintra Municipal Library balcony
The possible sky seen from the Snob Bookshop yard
Impossible not to have many city symbols
The olive tree's heart
The spaghetti Bolognese is almost done
Roses don't live long
"Untitled"
My vision today afternoon, lying on a stone bench,…
"THE HAND THAT WEAVES"
Pasty shop EVIAN
Have a nice Sunday!
São Miguel de Odrinhas Archeological Museum
Night bulwarks
"THE THREE GRACES (NAKED LUNCH)"
It's necessary to look up, without stumbling
"THE THREE GRACES"
Tea for two at MACAM Coffeeshop
"MIMOSA" rose buds in the kitchen
Wide-open rose
To clean and air out the musty smell
"NO TITLE"
"IL FUTURO NON È CIÒ CHE ERA"
If you don't mind I go to piss!
"FIGHT THE POWER"
"WAR Reality, Myth and Fiction"
"FERNANDO PESSOA"
They start hanging very often
"The Woman and the Greyhounds"
THE ANTHROPOCENE, in search of a new human?
MACAM
Three generations
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Poet Teresa ALVAREZ


to Teresa ALVAREZ
(an almost imperfect poem thought and written on a night if much bronchitis and insomnia)
your words wander around
fleeing from those who write them
and those who read them yearn
to understand life
and to identify with your writing that
seems to be intense and happy
but is sad ancient
and solemn
tears remain with you
and smiles
pushing us into the cosmic silence
generator of the still Cosmos expansion
withou reason or until when?!
we don't even know
why we grow dim
under its eternal wing
///
à Teresa ALVAREZ
(poema quase imperfeito pensado e escrito em noite de muita bronquite e insónia)
tuas palavras andam por aí
fugidas de quem as escreve
e quem as lê anseia
entender a vida
e identificar-se na tua escrita que
parece ser intensa e feliz
mas é triste vetusta
e solene
ficam-te as lágrimas
e os sorrisos
que nos empurram para o silêncio sideral
gerador do Cosmos ainda em expansão
sem porquê nem até quando?!
nem sequer sabemos
porque entardecemos
sob a sua asa eterna
by Armando TABORDA, 2025
(an almost imperfect poem thought and written on a night if much bronchitis and insomnia)
your words wander around
fleeing from those who write them
and those who read them yearn
to understand life
and to identify with your writing that
seems to be intense and happy
but is sad ancient
and solemn
tears remain with you
and smiles
pushing us into the cosmic silence
generator of the still Cosmos expansion
withou reason or until when?!
we don't even know
why we grow dim
under its eternal wing
///
à Teresa ALVAREZ
(poema quase imperfeito pensado e escrito em noite de muita bronquite e insónia)
tuas palavras andam por aí
fugidas de quem as escreve
e quem as lê anseia
entender a vida
e identificar-se na tua escrita que
parece ser intensa e feliz
mas é triste vetusta
e solene
ficam-te as lágrimas
e os sorrisos
que nos empurram para o silêncio sideral
gerador do Cosmos ainda em expansão
sem porquê nem até quando?!
nem sequer sabemos
porque entardecemos
sob a sua asa eterna
by Armando TABORDA, 2025
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