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No title 2008-08-19 22:01:00 Sometimes I wonder how all those who do notwrite, compose or paint can manage to escapethe madness, the melancholia, the panic fearwhich is inherent in the human situation.Graham Greene
THE HARD ROAD 2008-08-18 22:01:00 Pure wine costs, for the golden cup,ten thousand coppers a flagon,And a jade plate of dainty food calls for million coins.I fling aside my chop-sticks and cup, I cannot eat nor drink...I pull out my dagger, I peer four ways in vain.I would cross the Yellow River, but ice chokes the ferry;I would climb the Tai-hang Mountains,but the sky is blind with snow..I would sit and poise a fishing-pole, lazy
ÁGUAS DE MARÇO - Elis Regina & Tom Jobim (1974) 2008-08-17 22:01:00
É pau, é pedra, é o fim do caminhoé um resto de toco, é um pouco sozinhoé um caco de vidro, é a vida, é o solé a noite, é a morte, é um laço, é o anzolé peroba do campo, é o nó da madeiracaingá, candeia, é o matita pereiraÉ madeira de vento, tombo da ribanceiraé o mistério profundoé o queira ou não queiraé o vento ventando, é o fim da ladeiraé a viga, é o vão, festa Read more:Regina
OCEAN OF FORMS 2008-08-16 22:01:00 Harry Callahan. Eleanor. Chicago, 1949I dive down into the depth of the ocean of forms,hoping to gain the perfect pearl of the formless.No more sailing from harbor to harbor with this my weather-beaten boat.The days are long passed when my sport was to be tossed on waves.And now I am eager to die into the deathless.Into the audience hall by the fathomless abysswhere swells up the music of toneless
FREEDOM - Richie Havens (Woodstock, 1969) 2008-08-15 22:01:00
FreedomFreedom...Sometimes I feel like a motherless childSometimes I feel like a motherless childSometimes I feel like a motherless childA long way from my homeSingFreedomFreedom...Sometimes I feel like I'm almost goneSometimes I feel like I'm almost goneSometimes I feel like I'm almost goneA long, long, long wayWay from my homeClap your handsClap your handsI got a telephone in my bosomAnd I ca Read more:Richie
, Havens
, Woodstock
HANDSOME JOHNNY - Richie Havens (Woodstock, 1969) 2008-08-14 22:01:00
Hey, look yonder, tell me what's that you seeMarching to the fields of Concord?It looks like Handsome Johnny with a musket in his hand,Marching to the Concord war, hey marching to the Concord war.Hey, look yonder, tell me what's that you seeMarching to the fields of Dunkirk?It looks like Handsome Johnny with a carbine in his hand,Marching to the Dunkirk war, hey marching to the Dunkirk war.Hey, Read more:Richie
, Havens
, Woodstock
NURSE'S SONG 2008-08-13 22:06:00 When voices of children are heard on the green,And whisperings are in the dale,The days of my youth rise fresh in my mind,My face turns green and pale. Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night arise;Your spring and your day are wasted in play,And your winter and night in disguise.William Blake
MORE LIVES TO LIVE 2008-08-12 22:01:00 I left the woods for as good a reason as I went there. Perhaps it seemed to me that I had several more lives to live, and could not spare any more time for that one. It is remarkable how easily and insensibly we fall into a particular route, and make a beaten track for ourselves. I had not lived there a week before my feet wore a path from my door to the pond-side; and though it is five or six yea
THE MARROW OF LIFE 2008-08-11 22:26:00 I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation, unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out all the marrow of
HAIKU 2008-08-10 22:01:00 Luna de agostovagué junto al estanquela noche enteraBasho
DRY LEAVES 2008-08-06 22:01:00 they were walking in a quiet laneunder the shade of treestalking in smilesnot in wordsdreaming in breezy lovedry leaves under their feetfeeling like petals of flowers.Bhaskar Sharma
BRISA 2008-08-04 22:01:00 ¿Ya habrá llegado?Voy a la orilla a encontrarme con ella...Mas en la orilla no hay nada salvo brisa,una brisa que canta entre los pinos.(Canción tradicional japonesa)
HIDDEN 2008-07-31 22:01:00 Earth, mountains, rivers - hidden in this nothingness.In this nothingness - earth, mountains, rivers revealed.Spring flowers, winter snows:There's no being or non-being, nor denial itself.Saisho
OH, THE PLACES YOU'LL GO! - Dr. Seuss 2008-09-12 22:33:00 Congratulations!Today is your day.You're off to Great Places!You're off and away!You have brains in your head.You have feet in your shoesYou can steer yourselfany direction you choose.You're on your own. And you know what you know.And YOU are the guy who'll decide where to go.You'll look up and down streets. Look 'em over with care.About some you will say, "I don't choose to go there."With your he Read more:Seuss
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