Tuesday, November 30, 2010

#409




(House, by Rachel Whiteread - demolished in 1994)

Eu canto
aos bem vividos e
irrecuperáveis
dias comuns

inscritos no vazio
no vento
no meu rosto.



I sing to
the unrecoverable
well-spent
ordinary days

inscribed
in the void
in the wind
on my face.

(House series: poem #1 - to Andy McManis)

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12 comments:

  1. Uma ode a cada um deles, para que transformem os outros dias por vir.

    Beijo, flor.

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  2. Yes, those ordinary days are so important. We take them for granted.

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  3. De tudo fica um pouco...

    beijos, Kênia

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  4. Great expression of recalling the past from feeling through the lines, even the ones on the face. Love the way you wrote this poem.

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  5. "Inscribed in the void" wow that line alone in this poem really really is deeply profound. Your words, are wonderful. It brings a smile coming in here, something so strong in it for me, hard to describe. Very beautiful! ~April

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  6. irrecuperáveis dias comuns".. tenho que dar mais valor a eles ..
    um grande abraço, Kênia.

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  7. Feeling of emptiness and a void - so well conveyed

    Nicely done

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  8. Dear Kenia
    I have always enjoyed your words and this one is beautiful too... Thanks

    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
    Twitter: @VerseEveryDay
    Blog: http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com

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  9. Os dias comuns sempre são irrecuperáveis e cantar é um forma de confortar a alma.

    Gostei muito

    Beijos

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  10. It would be good to put these words on the side of the building pictured. Except it's gone...!

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