Thursday, February 20, 2025



(não sei se valeu a pena. se calhar devíamos ter só ficado quietos.)

Monday, February 03, 2025

 

(hoje, tudo me lembra de ti. ganhas espaço numa ausência que se alimenta do que ficou por dizer, do que já não vale a pena ser dito.)  


Sunday, February 02, 2025

 



Al Berto, Diários, pág. 129

 

​my fingers sting
​where I feel your fingers have been
​ghostly fingers
​moving my limbs

​oh God I miss you
​oh God I miss you
​oh God I miss you
​oh God I miss you
​oh God I miss you


PJ Harvey 

Saturday, December 28, 2024

Thursday, December 26, 2024

 

(não há racionalidade que sossegue o que se tenta que morra na garganta, apenas na garganta)


Monday, December 23, 2024

Tuesday, December 03, 2024

Tuesday, November 26, 2024

show me one good November

oh, swallow
you've got that look in your eyes
come back when it's over
and do what you need to do
oh, spirit
sneak into the cracks
slow july washes over me
I'll do what i need to do

oh, sunlight, flood into bed
sing me a sad song
and dream all my dreams with me
oh, shadow
you'll always be there for me
the clouds in the wind
the birds in the trees

Dana Margolin

Monday, November 11, 2024

Thursday, September 19, 2024

reminder

and what same things could these two know?
when one is so deep, the other to glow

Feist

Tuesday, July 09, 2024

 sinto-me a construir um açude com pauzinhos e seixos para estancar não a chuva, o tempo (...)


António Lobo Antunes, O Arquipélago da Insónia

Monday, July 08, 2024

 Não ponhas o coração à frente dos olhos porque assim não vês as coisas.


Gonçalo M. Tavares, água, cão, cavalo, cabeça

Thursday, May 02, 2024

 A familiar thorn in my hand

(...)

I can hardly hear it
Like a hush hush secret
I can hardly see it
I can hardly feel it
As you push it in further

Can you remove it from my finger
Can you remove it from my finger
Can you remove it from my finger
Can you remove it from my finger
Can you remove it from my finger
Can you remove it


Friday, June 16, 2023

Minus



Minus the words from my mouth, I'm here
Minus what I'm all about, I'm here
Minus the intent to feel, I'm here

Saturday, May 01, 2021


How could something so luminous carry so much darkness? 

*

Nick Cave, The Red Hand Files, Issue #146