Terça-feira, 30 de Setembro de 2008

O poder louco das guerras

 

 

Tomo o poder dos animais.

As casas em movimento contínuo descem dos cedros como mães loucas pela guerra.

Guardas ainda um tesouro imenso na determinação das sementes lúcidas.

Os desfiladeiros ficam de bruços observando a elegância dos répteis.

Sou a tua lembrança infinita.

As fotografias da adolescência consomem-se no fogo da virgindade.

Usas estrelas tristes nas pontas dos dedos.

A flor moldada pelos fluxos lunares solta labaredas.

Aprendo a amar as cabeças lânguidas dos arcos.

Adormeço no teu caos calmo enquanto as codornizes voam de encontro ao sinal mortífero do tiro dos caçadores.

 


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Segunda-feira, 29 de Setembro de 2008

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Domingo, 28 de Setembro de 2008

Quebra-se a água

 

Quebra-se a água na ambição da sede.

O homem abre o seu buraco à força de segredos.

As palavras ontem ditas estão impressas na expansão da terra.

 

A solidão é uma palavra seca.

Há ameaças de desordem na luminosidade dos objectos estáveis.

 

Abraça-me ferida perpétua.

 

Por fim descanso na origem transbordante dos teus braços.

 

Eu ainda respiro sobre o lado direito do mundo.

 


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Sábado, 27 de Setembro de 2008

Habita-me

 

 

Habita-me a beleza dos dedos que delineiam a imagem do amanhecer. Vejo-te a ler um livro frio cantado pelos neófitos da beleza. Lembras-me uma criança junto às nuvens que provocam as trovoadas. Enrolas-te nos signos dos dias ímpares e nadas na concentração do azul do mar. Por mais que veja, ou te beije, a insatisfação é o que sobra.

Não olhes para mim, tenta adivinhar-me pelo sorrido das sombras.

 


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Sexta-feira, 26 de Setembro de 2008

Apesar

 

 

 

Apesar da velocidade, só te vejo a ti.

Também as mulheres se alumiam como as borboletas de espuma.

É a colina, dizes-me, mas, apesar da velocidade, só te vejo a ti.

A meu lado a tua língua levita como um nenúfar celeste.

O tempo enrola-se.

Mas o teu tempo tem flores virgens na memória dos pássaros.

 


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Quinta-feira, 25 de Setembro de 2008

Sonho-te à velocidade dos gafanhotos

 

 

Sonho-te à velocidade dos gafanhotos. És uma metáfora deslumbrante, como uma história de amor de Robert Walser. A demora que intercede através do sonho e da realidade és tu quando falas de amor. Eu sou um interstício.

A velocidade é aparente. Devemos olhar sempre para além das cores, sabes explicar quando te arrelias. Eu não consigo. Deixo que as formas intercedam a meu favor.

Quando algo se inclina para o céu sonho com a luz do entardecer em Chaves. E isso basta-me para ficar calmo. O ruído do teu cabelo inocente fica suspenso no sorriso cru das crianças. Incendeia-se a noite. Algo de sagrado acontece quando respiras o ar da manhã. Sinto que foi por amares a noite. És como uma fotografia de palavras doces pronunciadas em movimento. És a festa desconhecida que cheira a orvalho. Provo-te como uma leitura explícita da bíblia. Há gozo no acto de te sonhar à velocidade das águias brancas. Sim, é isso o que sempre aguardei: a velocidade do branco.

 


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Quarta-feira, 24 de Setembro de 2008

Vou curvar… meu deus… mas o céu…

 

 

Vou curvar à esquerda, a estrada assim o exige, mas o céu, meu deus, mas o céu não tem curvas. O céu tem o carácter diário da policromia.

Gosto das tabicas diárias dos polímeros. Meu Deus, a quanto obrigas. Tanta tecnologia boa ao teu dispor e a nós só nos mimoseias com bifanas.

Gostava de te coleccionar como um cromo acromático. Não sei o teu verdadeiro nome. Só me ensinaram a reverenciar o teu poder, não o resto. Nem o rosto.

Deus com maiúscula, após um ponto final, é gramatical.

A palavra sagrada era bem melhor.

Sagrada, a palavra.

Segredada, a palavra é sagrada, mesmo não sendo tua.

 


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Terça-feira, 23 de Setembro de 2008

Atchim!

 

 

A cada dia que passa a aceleração aumenta. E lá vamos, celerados, a acelerar até à recta veloz. É a celebração da velocidade, a volúpia da deslocação, a eterna derrapagem do progresso. E progredirmos. E avançamos. E gaguejamos como a pastilha elástica que trituramos como se fosse essa a derradeira particularidade de afirmação. Valha-nos o alcatrão macerado, o cinzento liso, as manchas brancas da delimitação. Velocidade é afirmação. Magalhães está de volta. E nós em circum-navegação. A história nunca acaba. Portugal assim, sim. Atchim.


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Segunda-feira, 22 de Setembro de 2008

Plong, plong, plong, plongplongplong… ping!

 

 

 

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Domingo, 21 de Setembro de 2008

As qualidades sem o homem

 

 

 

(…) Pai de Ulrich: “O mundo desagregar-se-ia se tivéssemos de aceitar como verdadeiro tudo aquilo que é apresentado como tal, e como aceitável toda a vontade que julga ser lícita”.

(…) Diotima: “- Senhor general – disse, tremendo de cólera -, toda a vida assenta sobre as forças da paz, e até o mundo dos negócios, se o soubermos ver bem, é uma forma de poesia”.

(…) N. do T.Saco azul: a expressão, hoje corrente em português, corresponde ao alemão Reptilfonds, com origem em Bismarck, que recorria a fundos de que o governo não tinha de prestar contas (Reptilienfonds), para combater os inimigos do Estado que designava por «répteis».

 


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Sábado, 20 de Setembro de 2008

A nave navega

 

Geometricamente instalada no escuro a nave navega. E nem sente o vento, nem as ondas, nem o mergulhar das baleias. A nau desliza com a determinação dos mergulhadores industriosos.

Não é o círculo líquido que nos irá demover. Nem ele, nem os deuses do sal. O mar é uma muralha fluida, mas nem por isso deixa de ser terrível quando se enfurece.

No mar das palavras tudo se explica, nada se compreende.

Geometricamente instável, a palavra inquieta-se no mar das baleias.

Adjectiva-me, por favor, é que cada vez mais me aproximo do subjectivo central.

É a água.

Deixa-me navegar-te de encontro às enseadas.

A nave navega geometricamente fundeada nos teus lábios. Cada um adivinha-a no orgasmo súbito da aflição.

 


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Sexta-feira, 19 de Setembro de 2008

O indivíduo, o governo e a culpa

 

 

Sócrates (o filósofo) disse: eu dirijo-me sempre somente ao indivíduo.

Isto vem de encontro ao que o místico hindu, Aurolindo, defendia, que não há nenhuma revolução, ou evolução possível numa sociedade, se cada um dos indivíduos não melhorar, não mudar.

Hoje tende-se a exagerar a importância do Estado. Todos nós pensamos que um país depende do seu governo, mas talvez os governos nãos sejam assim tão importantes, provavelmente o mais importante de tudo seja cada indivíduo e a sua maneira de viver.

Muitas vezes culpamos o governo por todos os males que nos acontecem. Mas é bem possível que o próprio governo esteja tão perplexo e tão perdido quanto nós.

 


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Quinta-feira, 18 de Setembro de 2008

É já uma evidência…

 

 

É já uma evidência, o espírito passou de actor para espectador da evolução. Cada vez mais o espírito se encontra afastado das grandes tarefas que a vida nos coloca. Basta pensar um pouco no papel que a arte ocupa nas nossas vidas, ou no papel mesquinho que as diferentes igrejas desempenham no mundo de hoje para concluirmos como é estreito o caminho da erudição.

Robert Musil escreveu uma verdade incontornável; “A nossa história, ao que me perece, tem sido isto: de cada vez que conseguimos concretizar uma pequena ideia, o entusiasmo leva-nos a deixar idealizado o seu resto maior”.

 


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Quarta-feira, 17 de Setembro de 2008

Minimalismo

 

 

Olá. Quem és tu?

- Sou o homem vazio.

- O T. S. Eliot?

- Por favor, não me encadeies com essa luz.

- Que luz?

- Prometes não lançar mais essa luz sobre mim?

- Prometo.

-Olá. Quem és tu?

- Sou o homem vazio.

 


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Terça-feira, 16 de Setembro de 2008

O princípio da escrita

 

 

Li em algum lado que a existência não possui grande interesse, a não ser nos dias em que a poesia das realidades se mistura com a areia mágica, em que qualquer vulgar incidente se torna energia romanesca. É esse o princípio da escrita.


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Segunda-feira, 15 de Setembro de 2008

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Domingo, 14 de Setembro de 2008

Lá muito alto...

 

 

A cegonha voa determinada.

Nada mais é preciso para ganhar sentido. Todo o sentido do mundo.


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Sábado, 13 de Setembro de 2008

A tua dimensão

 

 

Lateja-me o mundo em três espaços. É a tua dimensão. Caminho sempre de encontro à tua porta. E já estou tão velho de desilusões. Creio que o movimento dos átomos acende as estrelas no firmamento. A noite parece infinita na imensidão do cosmos. Mas não é. Também existe alguma luz nos astros. Eu já não sei por onde vou. Mas nem mesmo assim paro. É teimosia. Pura teimosia. Brilham os pirilampos nas portas do paraíso. Deus está ausente. Dizem que não sofre. Que só vê sofrer. Não sei! De qualquer maneira é triste ver sofrer.


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Sexta-feira, 12 de Setembro de 2008

Temos de ponderar os voos em altitude

 

 

Gosto do voo eterno das palavras vãs. Qualquer coisa me diz que não pesam no céu. Mas, mesmo assim, há que continuar a respirar para podermos ouvir as lágrimas dos abandonados. O sacrifício é extenuante. O vício é enorme. A vontade é mesquinha. O desejo é polivalente. Temos de ponderar os voos em altitude. As palavras mais pesadas surgem do sofrimento. As minhas mãos tentam sustentar os dias em que não vejo a fuga dos flamingos caras ao céu. Já é noite no meu território interior, contudo sinto a água a correr nos lábios com intenção de voltar a evaporar-se. Já te sinto nuvem. E é por isso que começo a caminhar mais rápido. Também a chuva é rápida. E lisa. Quando chove os loucos acalmam a sua lucidez.


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Quinta-feira, 11 de Setembro de 2008

Ao lado da fonte

 

 

Ao lado da fonte de mergulho da minha aldeia existe uma pedra enorme onde descanso os meus olhos sempre que por lá passo. Sempre assim fiz. É um hábito. Antes de mim também muitos dos meus antepassados assim procedederam. Agora descansam lá os espíritos da memória. No cipreste junto ao muro alguns pássaros fazem ninho e cantam quando lhes apetece. Confesso que não sei distinguir bem o lugar de cada um. Mesmo assim passo por lá de vez em quando para ter boas memórias e para não me sentir sozinho.


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Quarta-feira, 10 de Setembro de 2008

O meu coração

 

 

O meu coração é de vidro, de vidro martelado.

Santo Agostinho já nos revelou há muito que são boas aquelas coisas que no entanto estão corruptas e que se não fossem surpreendentemente boas estavam na posição de ser corrompidas.

Sei que tudo isto não faz muito sentido. Mas também no mundo de hoje o que é que faz sentido?

 


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Terça-feira, 9 de Setembro de 2008

Mesmo na beira

 

 

Mesmo à beira do telhado, na parte inferior da sua ondulação simétrica, a andorinha quase fez um ninho. Quase o fez e o desfez. Quase voou entre paredes, desviando-se das sombras dos mosteiros.

Uma quase andorinha abeirou-se de outro telhado e por ali ficou debicando nas polpas dos dedos dos adivinhos. Depois voou de encontro às casas abandonadas como se aspirasse ao suicídio voluntário.

Do fundo das mãos, o alucinado gemeu de novo. Já é tarde para arrependimentos.

Pode parecer teimosia, mas, mesmo possuídos pelo desalento, temos de continuar.

 


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Segunda-feira, 8 de Setembro de 2008

Pling, pling, pling…

 

 

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Domingo, 7 de Setembro de 2008

Não sigas o caminho dos outros

 

 

Não, não sigas os caminhos dos outros, segue antes os teus instintos.

O amanhecer surge devagar na linha do horizonte, está na hora de despertar. As nuvens fogem do Norte. Os sorrisos escaldam nas mãos dos verdugos. Lá ao longe o trovão anuncia borrasca. Está na hora da despedida. Vai. Segue a inspiração das árvores e das linhas de água. Assim nunca te perderás.

 


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Sábado, 6 de Setembro de 2008

Se fores capaz!

 

 

Vai em frente e, por favor, não desperdices as palavras.


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Sexta-feira, 5 de Setembro de 2008

Por favor

 

 

Por favor, espera mais um pouco. Eu sei que é muito difícil termos posições fixas.

Quem tece os fios da vida nem sempre acerta com a dose certa. É essa a incerteza da vida: o futuro.

Um passo, mais um passo e outro e outro. Sempre a fazer caminho entre as ervas e os penedos.

Tens paciência de formiga.

Louvado seja o mar. Louvadas sejam as nuvens que fabricam a chuva necessária. Louvado seja o desejo, que é fonte de vida.

Nos teus olhos repousa a trajectória do voo da libelinha. E ele é tão irregular. E ele é tão rápido. O seu desenho transparente faz-nos acreditar na beleza.

Eu acredito que ela ainda vai chegar enquanto observo o cume das montanhas e lhes adivinho a paciência da espera.

 


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Quinta-feira, 4 de Setembro de 2008

Reflexos

 

 

Não me reflectes, és o meu reflexo. Não me orientas, és o meu carrinho de mão. Não me inquietas, és a minha nuvem passageira. Não me identificas, és apenas mais uma curva na estrada do amanhecer.

Rompe a madrugada nos montes altos e já o pesadelo se foi.

Vejo apenas espelhos reflectores. O mundo tanto anda como desanda. O mundo não se atrapalha. Eu sim.

 


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Quarta-feira, 3 de Setembro de 2008

Há dias áridos

 

 

Há dias áridos, dias cheios de pedras, dias onde chove erva seca e morrem os murmúrios no desespero dos amantes.

Não me fales em sorrisos que desfaleço.

Por vezes as árvores choram por falta de poesia, a poesia das sombras frescas, dos dias deslumbrantes.

É nos lábios secos dos desesperados onde mora a dor, aquela dor funda que desnorteia a estrela polar.

Não me fales em sorrisos que desfaleço.

Ainda bem que as tuas mãos acompanham o meu olhar em busca de calor humano. Dói tanto o frio da indiferença!

Ajuda-me a ciciar as palavras que um dia encontrarão o destinatário certo.

Entretanto olha para mim como se fosse pela primeira vez.

 


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Terça-feira, 2 de Setembro de 2008

O que para aí vai de azul

 

O que para aí vai de azul. Inundas-me de azul. Mas eu não me farto. Nem mesmo do teu cabelo que afaga os peixes do mar. O teu azul é diferente. Não se vê quando se quer, apenas quando alguém o quer sentir intensamente.

O que para aí vai de azul. Tanto azul embebeda os caminho dos peregrinos, altera a direcção dos ventos, desenvolve os botões das árvores de fruto, alimenta as fontes, desvia os leitos dos rios em direcção ao mar, absorve a maldade dos homens, alimenta os olhos dos pássaros, faz crescer os dias, dá esperança aos navios, transporta os aviões, molda as montanhas, provoca sorrisos nos imprudentes e acalma os incultos.

O que para aí vai de azul.

 


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Segunda-feira, 1 de Setembro de 2008

Pling

 

 

Pling, plong, shhh, pling....


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