terça-feira, 30 de outubro de 2012

Measure of love

 
 
“I had to touch you with my hands, I had to taste you with my tongue; one can't love and do nothing.”
 
Graham Green
 
   

domingo, 28 de outubro de 2012

Rising up through the afternoon

 
It's the lack, the gap, the absence and the silence that fills me now.
 
 

Nedko Solakov

 
 
 
(Humor, medo, coragem. Arte, vida, política.)
 
 
 
P.S-  Histórias de arte de um anjo imperfeito.

 

Still running forwards and backwards and inside and outside your love.

Cine Me

 
Skyfall
 
 
Bond celebrates his 50th movie birthday with a serious and spectacular show.

Give Bond an Oscar! It's not just the best ever 007 film - Skyfall deserves to bag its stars, director and writers a host of Academy Awards.

Mendes delivers not only wonderfully exciting scenes, but some new, genuinely surprising twists and a welcome element of humour, most of it thanks to Bardem and Dench. Craig is superb as a defiantly virile Bond well past the first flush of youth, and not the crack shot or honed athlete he used to be.
 
 

sábado, 27 de outubro de 2012

And just when I think I'm over you

 
                                                     You text me.

P.S- Hey, I love you.


 
 

Cine Me

 
Conviction
 
 
For a while “Conviction,” based on the true story of a New England woman’s long struggle to win freedom for her imprisoned brother, feels as if it just might escape the stifling conventions of the crusader-for-justice melodrama. The film, directed by Tony Goldwyn from a script by Pamela Gray, starts in a chronological scramble: the lives of the characters have been shattered, and the filmmakers are sorting through the shards, offering us painful glimpses of adult anxiety and childhood pain.
 

This is all based on a true story, including the lucky break when DNA testing is introduced and is used to prove Kenny innocent. The story generates that kind of urgency we feel when a character is obviously right and is up against stupidity and meanness. It delivers.

What “Conviction” doesn't reveal during the “where are they now?” crawl at the end is that six months after his release, according to the Associated Press, Kenny was killed when he “fractured his skull when he fell from a 15-foot wall while taking a shortcut to his brother's house after a dinner with his mother.” Tragic. But Betty Anne Waters is still working for wrongfully convicted prisoners.

sexta-feira, 26 de outubro de 2012

If not now then when?


 
 
"Dois seres que se amam, sozinhos, isolados do mundo, é muito bonito. Mas de que iriam alimentar sua convivência? Por mais desprezível que seja o mundo, precisam dele para poder conversar."
"Poderiam se calar."
(...) "Ah, não, nenhum amor sobrevive ao mutismo."

(Milan Kundera)


quinta-feira, 25 de outubro de 2012

When violets appear

 
yes is a pleasant country:
if’s wintry
(my lovely)
let’s open the year

both is the very weather
(not either)
my treasure,
when violets appear

love is a deeper season
than reason;
my sweet one
(and april’s where we’re)
 
                                                                      E.E. Cummings

P.S - You were all I could think about today.
 
 

In my closet

 
 

quarta-feira, 24 de outubro de 2012

I don't want to talk about it

 
how you broke my heart.
 
 

Little darling if you hear me now

 
Há mulheres que trazem o mar nos olhos
Não pela cor
Mas pela vastidão da alma
E trazem a poesia nos dedos e nos sorrisos
Ficam para além do tempo
Como se a maré nunca as levasse
Da praia onde foram felizes
Há mulheres que trazem o mar nos olhos
pela grandeza da imensidão da alma
pelo infinito modo como abarcam as coisas e os Homens...
Há mulheres que são maré em noites de tardes
e calma
 
SOPHIA
 
 
 
P.S- What defines us is how well we rise after falling. I miss you.



terça-feira, 23 de outubro de 2012

As in love with you as I am

 
 
Light reflects from your shadow
It is more than I thought could exist
You move through the room
Like breathing was easy
If someone believed me
They would be
As in love with you as I am
They would be
As in love with you as I am
They would be
In love, love, love
And everyday
I am learning about you
The things that no one else sees
And the end comes too soon
Like dreaming of angels
And leaving without them
And leaving without them
Being
As in love with you as I am
Being
As in love with you as I am
Being
As in love, love, love
And with words unspoken
A silent devotion
I know you know what I mean
And the end is unknown
But I think I’m ready
As long as you’re with me
Being
As in love with you as I am
Being
As in love with you as I am
Being
As in love, love, love

How to awaken the beast

 
Every good girl has a bad girl side. It just depends if her partner knows how to awaken the beast.

segunda-feira, 22 de outubro de 2012

Something that anchors you

 
"You have to find something. Something that anchors you, something that keeps you looking forward. Even on the bad days, the days when you’re tempted to look back."

domingo, 21 de outubro de 2012

Somewhere only we know

 
I walked across an empty land
I knew the pathway like the back of my hand
I felt the earth beneath my feet
Sat by the river and it made me complete
Oh! Simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
I came across a fallen tree
I felt the branches of it looking at me
Is this the place, we used to love
Is this the place that I've been dreaming of
Oh! Simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
And If you have a minute why don't we go
Talking about that somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
(Somewhere only we know)
Oh! Simple thing where have you gone
I'm getting old and I need something to rely on
So tell me when you gonna let me in
I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin
And If you have a minute why don't we go
Talking about that somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
So why don't we go
This could be the end of everything
So why don't we go
Somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know?
 
P.S- I dreamed of you.

Cine Me

 
Arbitrage
 
 
 
So, I found Arbitrage to be an attractive, smart and well produced movie and believe that it could be a perfect star for Nicolas's directing or writing career.
 
 

sexta-feira, 19 de outubro de 2012

Revealing my secrets

 
I would do anything for you
I would climb mountains
I would swim all the oceans blue
I would walk a thousand miles
Reveal my secrets
More than enough for me to share
I would put roses round our door
Sit in the garden

Hold your warm and tender body close to mine

 
 
Blow softly against my window pain late at night.

In Memoriam

 
A Poesia Vai Acabar
 
A poesia vai acabar, os poetas
vão ser colocados em lugares mais úteis.
Por exemplo, observadores de pássaros
(enquanto os pássaros não
acabarem). Esta certeza tive-a hoje ao
entrar numa repartição pública.
Um senhor míope atendia devagar
ao balcão; eu perguntei: «Que fez algum
poeta por este senhor?» E a pergunta
afligiu-me tanto por dentro e por
fora da cabeça que tive que voltar a ler
toda a poesia desde o princípio do mundo.
Uma pergunta numa cabeça.
— Como uma coroa de espinhos:
estão todos a ver onde o autor quer chegar?
 
Manuel António Pina

quarta-feira, 17 de outubro de 2012

Cine Me

 
Lines of Wellington
 
 
After conquering Spain, Napoleon Bonaparte sent a powerful army to invade Portugal in 1810. The French plowed through the resistance mounted against them until, as they approached Lisbon, they were met by a combined British and Portuguese army under the command of the Viscount Wellington. That’s the general historical outline for Valeria Sarmiento’s extraordinarily intimate epic of the Peninsular War. Along the way, we witness love affairs and treachery, noble action and selfish cruelty, from the highest social echelons to the most humble quarters. Prepared by the late Raul Ruiz from a screenplay by Carlos Saboga (Mysteries of Lisbon), Lines of Wellington was completed by Sarmiento—Ruiz’s longtime editor as well as his widow—who has created a revealing portrait of life during what has been called one of the first examples of “total war.” The all-star cast includes Catherine Deneuve, Mathieu Amalric, Elsa Zylberstein, Marisa Paredes, and John Malkovich as Wellington.
 
This epic historical pageant 'conceived by' the late director Raoul Ruiz won't win the top prize in Venice, but it's full of life.
 

segunda-feira, 15 de outubro de 2012

On the balcony with God

 
“For those who believe in God, most of the big questions are answered. But for those of us who can’t readily accept the God formula, the big answers don’t remain stone-written. We adjust to new conditions and discoveries. We are pliable. Love need not be a command nor faith a dictum. I am my own god. We are here to unlearn the teachings of the church, state, and our educational system. We are here to drink beer. We are here to kill war. We are here to laugh at the odds and live our lives so well that Death will tremble to take us.”

Charles Bukowski

domingo, 14 de outubro de 2012

Soon after, I would be frightened by this feeling

 
 

"Logo depois, ficaria assustada com esse sentimento. Mas contra os sentimentos ninguém pode fazer nada, estão aí e escapam a qualquer censura. Podemos nos censurar por um acto, uma palavra pronunciada, não podemos nos censurar por um sentimento, simplesmente porque não temos nenhum poder sobre ele."

                                                Milan Kundera


segunda-feira, 8 de outubro de 2012

Stunning bird

 
 
Flor de acaso ou ave deslumbrante,
                Palavra tremendo nas redes da poesia,
                  O teu nome, como o destino, chega,
              O teu nome, meu amor, o teu nome nascendo
                       De todas as cores do dia!

Alexandre O'Neill

sábado, 6 de outubro de 2012

quarta-feira, 3 de outubro de 2012

Dance me to the end of love

 
 
 
Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to the children who are asking to be born
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn
Dance me to the end of love

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
 
 
 
 

Ain't so sunshine

 
when she's gone.
 
 
 
P.S- And she's always gone too long anytime she goes away.
 
 

terça-feira, 2 de outubro de 2012

Once in awhile

 
– Não sei o que havemos de fazer hoje à tarde – exclamou Daisy –, nem amanhã, nem nos próximos trinta anos!
– Não sejas mórbida – disse Jordan. – A vida recomeça no Outono, quando o ar refresca.

The Great Gatsby
F.S. Fitzgerald


P.S- Last time I had you I should have kissed you.

In My Secret Life

 
I bite my lip.
I buy what I'm told:
From the latest hit,
To the wisdom of old.
But I'm always alone.
And my heart is like ice.
And it's crowded and cold
In My Secret Life.
 
P.S- And I miss you so much.

Just the way I am

 
 
 
Don't go trying some new fashion
Don't change the color of your hair
You always have my unspoken passion
Although I might not seem to care.
 
P.S- I said I love you and that's forever.

segunda-feira, 1 de outubro de 2012