Inside and outside
Summer teeth are decaying
Coat of Arms
...suddenly the drizzle stopped...
...it seems a few hot days are coming again...
Glorious day
Floral symbiosis
A corner in the garden
Yellow combines perfectly with green
An octopus salad my way
"O SUFRÁGIO"
Lady of the Lake
Lungs of the lake
Here they are again!
Because trees die standing, this one, lying down,…
Our recurrent lake
Flowers overwhelm us much less than wars
...it's not immaculate but almost...
Maria da Nazaré and the bastion don't collapse
Panel of Saint Justa and Saint Rufina
There we go!
"O VENTO NÃO TEM MÃOS MAS PODE ACARICIAR"
Nightfall, back home, Lusíada Avenue
...there go two flying...
Even under rain and with a difficult way into Lima…
This shed is a real Obidos ex-libris
The gout of Henry VIII of England wasn't historica…
...nice travelling over the very old fountain...
A fountain in the middle of a garden sidewalk
Between Majestic and Arcadia
Green & yellow
The Tradescantia pallida grows from one day to ano…
RIO LIMA, Cais da Garrida
SHAPES ROOM
One at a time
Saint James pathways
Still looking for his mother's womb
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Group of the Visual Poets (2 photos/day, no invite needed :)
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"PETALS FROM AND FOR YOU"
a liberated woman
imprisoned in a small body
with a weary soul
#
a caged ocean
in a drop
like a bird
about to fly
made of sea
#
I only seek
the singular love
of a god
that burns
in the art of the words
and tills the earth
that burns him
#
smoke, smoke for everything and nothing, ever
#
without fear
without pain
without sorrow
perhaps one day I will die again
by Clara van MANEN, on "PÉTALAS POR E PARA TI" (a few extracts of the book), Edition NoTag 2025
(English translation by Armando TABORDA, 2025)
imprisoned in a small body
with a weary soul
#
a caged ocean
in a drop
like a bird
about to fly
made of sea
#
I only seek
the singular love
of a god
that burns
in the art of the words
and tills the earth
that burns him
#
smoke, smoke for everything and nothing, ever
#
without fear
without pain
without sorrow
perhaps one day I will die again
by Clara van MANEN, on "PÉTALAS POR E PARA TI" (a few extracts of the book), Edition NoTag 2025
(English translation by Armando TABORDA, 2025)
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