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Dança das Colisões
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dança das colisões - poems in portuguese and in english
sem tempo para ter tempo
sua face me gritou qual um diamante
após consumada uma derrota... ou uma revolta... ou uma vitória... ou a história
de não ter tempo para ser o tempo
eis o peso de uma imensa estrela
ASTÉRIA em suas artérias, amnésias em uma era, féericas férias
não há porque lamentar se esta é a nossa miséria
há-de se temer a inércia – e nada mais...
e quanto mais ascende a clareira de mais uma lágrima,
mais brotam as cicatrizes de uma passagem pela terra,
liquefaz-se a pétala de frágil poema e de
ausente brincadeira
sem tempo de ver o tempo, eis o centro
de sua estrela em mais uma vereda,
eis um dilema de glissandos e staccatos,
zunidos à ausência veloz
de abrigos para as chuvas
de um áspero e desdentado sorriso às ru(í)nas
constelamares de desperta espera
um último copo d’água adensa a alma
ascese do suspiro:
transpiração
minha mãe, grito por um adeus
meu pai, campo de batalha
um sufoco
por
um socorro
o que quer que tenha caído,
nunca será meu
mas
do universo um vôo
catarses de esquecimentos
berço de memórias
e
memórias de berço
esquecimentos de catarses
um vôo do universo
mas
nunca será meu
o que quer que tenha caído
um socorro
por
um sufoco
batalha de campo, meu pai
um adeus por grito, minha mãe
transpiração:
suspiro da ascese
a alma adensa um último copo d’água
perdas
(e)
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no time to have time,
your face yelled me like a diamond
after a consummate defeat... or a revolt... or a victory... or history
of not having time to have time,
here's the weight of a huge star
ASTERIA in your artery, ammnesia in an era, fantastic vacations
there's no need to regret if this is our misery,
there's the fear of inertia - and nothing else...
as much as the glade of one more tear arises,
more the scars of a way in the earth sprout,
and the petal of a frail poem and
absent jest liquefies
no time to have time, here's the center
of your star in one more footpath,
here's the dilemma of glissandos and staccattos,
whistles to the quick absence
of shelters from the rains
of a harsh smile with no tooth to ru(i)n(e)s,
constellaseas of awaken waiting
a last cup of water accumulates the soul
ascension of the whisper:
transpiration
my mother, scream for a goodbye
my father, field of battles
a suffocation
for
a succor
what had to be fallen
won't never be mine
but
from the universe a flight
catharsis of forgetfulness
cradle of memories
and
memories from the cradle
forgetfulness of catharsis
a flight of the universe
but
won't never be mine
what had to be fallen
a succor
for
a suffocation
battle of fields, my father
a goodbye for scream, my mother
transpiration:
whisper of the ascension
the soul accumulates a last cup of water
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George Christian / GC Sound Artifacts Salvador, Brazil
Guitarist, singer and songwriter George
Christian is a musician with a prolific activity in the field of independent
online music, with the electric guitar as his main instrument in several instrumental explorations.
GC Sound Artifacts is a personal label created by the composer George Christian in 2010 and a household name for his productions.
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