tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12034320695269750042024-02-22T16:11:53.572+00:00BiblioSoaresUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger441125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203432069526975004.post-44323286573946701832023-06-05T09:17:00.006+01:002023-06-27T09:19:03.391+01:00Autor do Mês - Mário Cesariny<p>poema</p><p>Em todas as ruas te encontro</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHaK7Iv65Kp9ZFEuQrZha9MWAYtEy0OYRywWnk-bOQCKeBa_jf59khcckU8BSG9h3RuUFDwwb8A5zSuliUg_j409IoRcXG9M2bd3aQeLc7F7MSrCM0veBYtMT8BoChYhb_X6WM7jpqqz8lP3VjTY-1feo7Q53F6xpjJj1LJl9k_XqayuImEsdMAfCYO1Rd/s651/Cesariny_blog.png" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="651" data-original-width="460" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHaK7Iv65Kp9ZFEuQrZha9MWAYtEy0OYRywWnk-bOQCKeBa_jf59khcckU8BSG9h3RuUFDwwb8A5zSuliUg_j409IoRcXG9M2bd3aQeLc7F7MSrCM0veBYtMT8BoChYhb_X6WM7jpqqz8lP3VjTY-1feo7Q53F6xpjJj1LJl9k_XqayuImEsdMAfCYO1Rd/s320/Cesariny_blog.png" width="226" /></a></div>em todas as ruas te perco<p></p><p>conheço tão bem o teu corpo</p><p>sonhei tanto a tua figura</p><p>que é de olhos fechados que eu ando</p><p>a limitar a tua altura</p><p>e bebo a água e sorvo o ar</p><p>que te atravessou a cintura</p><p>tanto tão perto tão real</p><p>que o meu corpo se transfigura</p><p>e toca o seu próprio elemento</p><p>num corpo que já não é seu</p><p>num rio que desapareceu</p><p>onde um braço teu me procura</p><p> Mário Cesariny</p><br /><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203432069526975004.post-91632197197629164772023-05-05T08:20:00.040+01:002023-05-10T08:30:43.657+01:00DIA MUNDIAL DA LÍNGUA PORTUGUESA - 5 de Maio <p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs-Lxjq7uhHwR36wewHkM0z42pTBsBJlbci8kU8PkN5eJ4jUJoSpWx7qk0E5pM8BTSO03nSuXvcpGQLt3xJfkbbRqufYQh44jGKpFrRlvhSBKHqzW73rE7eXGIBnJm-fp5Zsd9e3Ar_fQxsZeglrOzDRKQ2UylBJCf7dt5Raia4H7CThU2ahEL3t42kw/s450/DMLP_2023.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="299" data-original-width="450" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs-Lxjq7uhHwR36wewHkM0z42pTBsBJlbci8kU8PkN5eJ4jUJoSpWx7qk0E5pM8BTSO03nSuXvcpGQLt3xJfkbbRqufYQh44jGKpFrRlvhSBKHqzW73rE7eXGIBnJm-fp5Zsd9e3Ar_fQxsZeglrOzDRKQ2UylBJCf7dt5Raia4H7CThU2ahEL3t42kw/w400-h266/DMLP_2023.png" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><b> A FALA</b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div>'Sou de uma Europa de periferia</div><div>na minha língua há o estilo manuelino</div><div>cada verso é uma outra geografia</div><div>aqui vai-se a Camões e é um destino.</div><div><br /></div><div>Velas veleiro vento. E o que se ouvia</div><div>era sempre na fala o mar e o signo.</div><div>Gramática de sal e maresia</div><div>na minha língua há um marulhar contínuo.</div><div><br /></div><div>Há nela o som do sul o tom da viagem.</div><div>O azul. O fogo de Santelmo e a tromba</div><div>de água. E também sol. E também sombra.</div><div><br /></div><div>Verás na minha língua a outra margem.</div><div>Os símbolos os ritmos os sinais.</div><div>E Europa que não mais Mestre não mais.'</div></div><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><div style="text-align: left;"> Manuel Alegre</div><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203432069526975004.post-3099046801931810452023-05-04T08:32:00.005+01:002023-05-10T08:40:03.247+01:0010 Minutos a Ler Poetas da Lusofonia<p> <span style="background-color: #f0f0f0; color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif; font-size: 15px;">Amanhã, dia 5 de maio, comemora-se o Dia Mundial da Língua Portuguesa.</span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px 0px 15px; padding: 0px;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPrFro3LaS2XtFzNrlIMS9tiSUgjDvInvUBL8Cmi5SaI8vkxH4JQy8NG_Ob0fM9U-JTEnpaPR_DkEwE3XGtGqiCXejDT5rdgE2FL2CYpqN8KMZltchrFJiGNJFrNDaxH-0JoSBK1ocYl3-aJqEq4tpyVyINUKOX4d5XX0_teYALZcMfMIz57Nyvyr8UQ/s356/cartaz%20blog.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="340" data-original-width="356" height="191" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPrFro3LaS2XtFzNrlIMS9tiSUgjDvInvUBL8Cmi5SaI8vkxH4JQy8NG_Ob0fM9U-JTEnpaPR_DkEwE3XGtGqiCXejDT5rdgE2FL2CYpqN8KMZltchrFJiGNJFrNDaxH-0JoSBK1ocYl3-aJqEq4tpyVyINUKOX4d5XX0_teYALZcMfMIz57Nyvyr8UQ/w200-h191/cartaz%20blog.png" width="200" /></a></div>Para celebrar esta data, a biblioteca sugere a atividade <b>10 Minutos a Ler Poetas da Lusofonia.</b><p></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Ler hoje, ler amanhã, ler sempre.<br style="border: 0px; font-family: OpenSans, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;" />Ler o mundo em Português.</p><br /><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br /></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;"><b>DEIXO-TE UMA PÁTRIA LIVRE DO COLONIALISMO</b></span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Escuta o grito de todos os seus ancestrais:</span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Amamos-te muito antes de nasceres, ó África de hoje</span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Por ti renovamos a esperança mesmo depois de mortos</span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Envolvemo-nos em batalhas, quebramos correntes</span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Para te deixarmos uma pátria livre como herança</span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Ao sol os novos invasores vestirão a mais fina pele de cordeiro</span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Lobos que são, uivarão nas alcateias em todas as noites de lua</span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Piratas destemidos, tentarão derrubar até o marulhar das ondas</span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">E quererão substituir Deus na criação de África</span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Os invasores em fuga deixam línguas, armas e saberes</span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Usa-os na construção da união e fortaleza, ó nova África</span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Devolve ao teu povo a história e a dignidade usurpadas</span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Porque o futuro, esse espaço intangível, ideal, perfeito</span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Espera por ti esse gesto de nobreza</span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Segura as estrelas que te roubam das mãos</span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Coloca o arco-íris no centro da tua mente.</span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Sustenta a esperança acima de todas as coisas</span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Tu não estás só, estás com Deus e com a memória</span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Dos teus antepassados e dos mártires de África.</span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">Paulina Chiziane (1955– )</span></span></p><p style="background-color: #f0f0f0; border: 0px; line-height: 23px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span style="color: #323232; font-family: Merriweather, serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;">(Prémio Camões 2021)</span></span></p><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203432069526975004.post-37526346693379554952023-05-03T11:16:00.004+01:002023-05-03T11:16:31.253+01:00Autora do Mês - Luiza Neto Jorge<p><b> </b><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-weight: 700; text-indent: 56.7pt; white-space: pre-wrap;">O POEMA ENSINA A CAIR</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWhjrvdA2pj1BlEd_0--QVF_M4-CfSn3-KGpIh8suV29xBmYoUPNjagLsEu489AOFwKM8nlo2HD52TouE1wYsX1Q2wbqC93o1udypm_bbALuGZX9FMgJMiP3NIQKXbfGQUxal58_FIcUgH9bwSG2cf-kL5UjxTD3ihHlSj6bE0yDcxKeXqYJqaq3poJw/s850/Luiza_blog.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="850" data-original-width="599" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWhjrvdA2pj1BlEd_0--QVF_M4-CfSn3-KGpIh8suV29xBmYoUPNjagLsEu489AOFwKM8nlo2HD52TouE1wYsX1Q2wbqC93o1udypm_bbALuGZX9FMgJMiP3NIQKXbfGQUxal58_FIcUgH9bwSG2cf-kL5UjxTD3ihHlSj6bE0yDcxKeXqYJqaq3poJw/s320/Luiza_blog.png" width="226" /></a></div><p></p><span id="docs-internal-guid-96f9ab27-7fff-05c8-7d41-0ba68e28ff78"><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.7999999999999998; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 56.7pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">O poema ensina a cair</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.7999999999999998; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 56.7pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">sobre os vários solos</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.7999999999999998; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 56.7pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">desde perder o chão repentino sob os pés</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.7999999999999998; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 56.7pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">como se perde os sentidos numa</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.7999999999999998; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 56.7pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">queda de amor, ao encontro</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.7999999999999998; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 56.7pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">do cabo onde a terra abate e</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.7999999999999998; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 56.7pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">a fecunda ausência excede</span></p><br /><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.7999999999999998; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 56.7pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">até à queda vinda</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.7999999999999998; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 56.7pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">da lenta volúpia de cair,</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.7999999999999998; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 56.7pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">quando a face atinge o solo</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.7999999999999998; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 56.7pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">numa curva delgada e subtil</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.7999999999999998; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 56.7pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">uma vénia a ninguém de especial</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.7999999999999998; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 56.7pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">ou especialmente a nós numa homenagem</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.7999999999999998; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 56.7pt;"><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">póstuma.</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.7999999999999998; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-indent: 56.7pt;"><span style="font-family: "Arial Narrow", sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> <br /> Luiza Neto Jorge</span></p><div><span style="font-family: "Arial Narrow", sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div></span><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203432069526975004.post-49384186199473971912023-04-24T08:43:00.005+01:002023-04-26T08:46:11.806+01:00Comemorar Abril<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoXO60bSz80s8jhhsSXcjyN-M93cnp9rK_jhV5LNEGvPLHkoeIrFkrQ6_kuefPSYf5sa2E8wzWPdNrVb0BUTD_j8876TyDx5ivJ37jmd-rAgG5wPzDINpNx4bNivrDdFpmYK9OD34zpQv3AWLCwyZr_N3gY1cKEcH3J3qpRLed1H-a1qeU9NYjmwSkHA/s517/Cartaz_blo.png" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="517" data-original-width="369" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoXO60bSz80s8jhhsSXcjyN-M93cnp9rK_jhV5LNEGvPLHkoeIrFkrQ6_kuefPSYf5sa2E8wzWPdNrVb0BUTD_j8876TyDx5ivJ37jmd-rAgG5wPzDINpNx4bNivrDdFpmYK9OD34zpQv3AWLCwyZr_N3gY1cKEcH3J3qpRLed1H-a1qeU9NYjmwSkHA/w228-h320/Cartaz_blo.png" width="228" /></a></div> Esta é a madrugada que eu esperava<p></p><p>O dia inicial inteiro e limpo</p><p>Onde emergimos da noite e do silêncio</p><p>E livres habitamos a substância do tempo</p><p><span style="font-size: x-small;">Sophia de Mello Breyner Andresen</span></p><p><br /></p><br /><p><br /></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203432069526975004.post-71452862562674784502023-04-21T10:57:00.033+01:002023-05-03T11:08:08.993+01:00Dia Mundial do Livro e dos Direitos de Autor - 23 abril<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguuIQNcS7szwb1NYkooh0oeCIQzJpl_8LPgp2VOGdtD52f8r9ttqm117rTn6asgsgikxdyO-LbM5EU4_nmaTGZmTqaxe5zJ31DzUlxIFeeZG72N7TyV7PCJL-6BVo8QI547bGAyHDyVo1UVrtudXRzJO7fC80aJLKhXaVacQ9oza6HBL_usNIM8j01iw/s603/Cartaz_blog.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="206" data-original-width="603" height="136" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguuIQNcS7szwb1NYkooh0oeCIQzJpl_8LPgp2VOGdtD52f8r9ttqm117rTn6asgsgikxdyO-LbM5EU4_nmaTGZmTqaxe5zJ31DzUlxIFeeZG72N7TyV7PCJL-6BVo8QI547bGAyHDyVo1UVrtudXRzJO7fC80aJLKhXaVacQ9oza6HBL_usNIM8j01iw/w400-h136/Cartaz_blog.png" width="400" /></a></div><br />Para celebrar o Dia Mundial do Livro, a Biblioteca da EASR convida a comunidade escolar a visitar a Feira do Livro, nos dias 20 e 21 de abril, no átrio da Escola, das 10:00 às 17:00 horas.<p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203432069526975004.post-34412351759281674922023-04-17T11:17:00.008+01:002023-05-03T11:21:35.994+01:00Autor do Mês - José Afonso<p> </p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8A8beng_V2RMlJUAGANmjDwdG8lWR7tYhmtjCBwFGnLc-tpxRDI3v5dbPaeeizHEPiHAHZyfCAx7wRrOcIb0-CQCKMS0G8Q-hfrpFaLoFJLaPJUbN3Bk0FOf_mATCvjECueG_T3WcUhzH7uAr8UtottphJp8wrsqmYPvfk_mnYhBoqWnV8ZaBbT5uFw/s640/blog.png" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="454" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8A8beng_V2RMlJUAGANmjDwdG8lWR7tYhmtjCBwFGnLc-tpxRDI3v5dbPaeeizHEPiHAHZyfCAx7wRrOcIb0-CQCKMS0G8Q-hfrpFaLoFJLaPJUbN3Bk0FOf_mATCvjECueG_T3WcUhzH7uAr8UtottphJp8wrsqmYPvfk_mnYhBoqWnV8ZaBbT5uFw/w284-h400/blog.png" width="284" /></a></div>
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"><span><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Faz
falta aqui uma trova</span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"><span><br /></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"><span><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Duma
criança oprimida;</span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"><span><br /></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"><span><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ela
que fale da fome,</span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"><span><br /></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"><span><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ela
que fale da vida</span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"><span><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"><span><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ela
que fale da pomba</span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"><span><br /></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"><span><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Que
tem a asa ferida;</span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"><span><br /></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"><span><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ela
que fale da nuvem</span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"><span><br /></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"><span><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Que
encobre a terra poluída.</span></span></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Arial, serif;"><span>Quadras<br /></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Arial, serif;">José
Afonso</span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203432069526975004.post-8052792733751022522023-03-31T20:08:00.032+01:002023-04-11T20:17:54.689+01:00Ler Sempre! <p> Sugestão de leitura para as tuas férias da Páscoa!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXdbcRwnH8UVi8HSJImGpKYav91GsbsXSkuQzTGEvCckWuzNRczqmDBRe4g5L7Q1kQ3RMh_iDM0-pff8In4XHGRIWonik8b265FLBA3XDHJScRMMCqnpN7uynnMIuFCuDktXt_RU9lFHz_Idy7mG05ggfI7tmyYTFIsxha4Btvw9GGsstpoBByTIm6Bw/s472/O%20que%20procuras.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><img border="0" data-original-height="472" data-original-width="313" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXdbcRwnH8UVi8HSJImGpKYav91GsbsXSkuQzTGEvCckWuzNRczqmDBRe4g5L7Q1kQ3RMh_iDM0-pff8In4XHGRIWonik8b265FLBA3XDHJScRMMCqnpN7uynnMIuFCuDktXt_RU9lFHz_Idy7mG05ggfI7tmyYTFIsxha4Btvw9GGsstpoBByTIm6Bw/w265-h400/O%20que%20procuras.png" width="265" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203432069526975004.post-39446332984876623962023-03-28T10:45:00.001+01:002023-03-29T10:45:56.120+01:00Tempo para Ver, Ler e Pensar! Comemorar 25 Abril<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCiieThK_hDUWcgEahNEhApwdN8TptCBhS1iBy9R3afXanNeb3_MDtu6J8RznjSxcspnOhTM1zB4Xv0Iug3uyKl9JejoJ85X3AnlfVW3qdcZcBI45vtMLTrMt-nEwHizFXmYLjst_4h5vmTq8lto5Z4Or9wLdS8PXf3Y2CffITS1BTw9Sb4l45RdvFxw/s945/Cartaz_blog.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="945" data-original-width="659" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCiieThK_hDUWcgEahNEhApwdN8TptCBhS1iBy9R3afXanNeb3_MDtu6J8RznjSxcspnOhTM1zB4Xv0Iug3uyKl9JejoJ85X3AnlfVW3qdcZcBI45vtMLTrMt-nEwHizFXmYLjst_4h5vmTq8lto5Z4Or9wLdS8PXf3Y2CffITS1BTw9Sb4l45RdvFxw/w279-h400/Cartaz_blog.png" width="279" /></a></div><br /> A exposição itinerante “Marcelismo: o fim do regime”, disponibilizada pela Associação Cultural – Abril é Agora, está patente, até ao dia 27 de abril, na entrada da EASR. No âmbito das comemorações dos 50 anos do 25 de Abril, esta exposição incide sobre o período 1968 - 1974, em que Marcelo Caetano assumiu a liderança de Portugal.<p></p><p><br /></p><p>Porque é urgente. Porque Abril é agora.</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203432069526975004.post-81340295495576796382023-03-27T10:35:00.017+01:002023-03-29T10:39:47.859+01:00Semana da Leitura - 27 a 31 de março<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFKIUw5qhlwdcdW4EFQTvH0BDg8O_TebEidId9cp9BD-C5zrt81aWXnDmCT8PADO7nF_4iyuBFXcw5Z2sRWxORNcujBgT2NG-6z1_klmwkDxKfL0kZCl0x9PIe2aaIw3XTcegwHDTKvVCg79QO7MSPgq6owRUN-BSPiHPUi0DlmgQNY9Li-m9-sg8tUA/s4960/cartaz_semanaleitura2.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4960" data-original-width="3503" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFKIUw5qhlwdcdW4EFQTvH0BDg8O_TebEidId9cp9BD-C5zrt81aWXnDmCT8PADO7nF_4iyuBFXcw5Z2sRWxORNcujBgT2NG-6z1_klmwkDxKfL0kZCl0x9PIe2aaIw3XTcegwHDTKvVCg79QO7MSPgq6owRUN-BSPiHPUi0DlmgQNY9Li-m9-sg8tUA/w283-h400/cartaz_semanaleitura2.jpg" width="283" /></a></div><h3 style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></h3><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ao longo da semana vamos celebrar o prazer de ler!</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: 400;"><br /></span>Ler sempre, por tudo e por nada!</p><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203432069526975004.post-13312600284940229722023-03-21T10:18:00.019+00:002023-03-29T10:26:57.962+01:00Dia Mundial da Poesia<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-weight: normal;">Adília Lopes, in 'Caderno'</span></h3><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203432069526975004.post-6047255768116070522023-03-20T10:28:00.008+00:002023-03-29T10:33:50.365+01:00Amanhã Celebra-se o Dia Mundial da Poesia<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrKCpbai6Y4IT2_WSw7Rtuzip1_sNsvToONORrndYjqRVh0UIn0hESevodIH221YGnpR3qMN3oR7ybVa-YC1SCHRbsHLuEWoPBnv28t3rbTZuuqyGOsPZF6p6l9SIN4Q3GbysTU1H2I_sYYAxUePwBRI-a5zj0SxULlPd31wAVMHcFFVM-JoNtZRFpoQ/s944/Banner_Poesia_blog.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="944" data-original-width="667" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrKCpbai6Y4IT2_WSw7Rtuzip1_sNsvToONORrndYjqRVh0UIn0hESevodIH221YGnpR3qMN3oR7ybVa-YC1SCHRbsHLuEWoPBnv28t3rbTZuuqyGOsPZF6p6l9SIN4Q3GbysTU1H2I_sYYAxUePwBRI-a5zj0SxULlPd31wAVMHcFFVM-JoNtZRFpoQ/w453-h640/Banner_Poesia_blog.png" width="453" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203432069526975004.post-73716814568552328492023-03-09T10:36:00.001+00:002023-03-10T10:38:23.956+00:0010 Minutos a Ler no Feminino II<p> Ler Mais, Ler no Feminino!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwCXbe6N6jTUP_wFRtWt9qj9DNfOQW_TMAl4TVNf7LXpbQ9eoYhJYKazrizv4jdjCTF6OPvp8-HEHsvCF7Ym8dv25BWJ5BmdL1aaXitKu-ZqQUx9P45ECac6EUCJEV7hAn8S1GkP6-VFXnCUo1BXD3hF_iUIuzAriENbX0iAe1hwW8r4YQbZmCuIk0mQ/s4032/Foto_IMG-3490.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwCXbe6N6jTUP_wFRtWt9qj9DNfOQW_TMAl4TVNf7LXpbQ9eoYhJYKazrizv4jdjCTF6OPvp8-HEHsvCF7Ym8dv25BWJ5BmdL1aaXitKu-ZqQUx9P45ECac6EUCJEV7hAn8S1GkP6-VFXnCUo1BXD3hF_iUIuzAriENbX0iAe1hwW8r4YQbZmCuIk0mQ/s320/Foto_IMG-3490.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-left: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjNz2BPlWGxHq0kdQiwzWuh8tc-uIaK2amGlHb8Z6Ezpf1Kc0zP_Tu_OvTxuFRxLiqXNMwUhwqHbjopJxa43t9aevV9JpGo3AuBm7_pwMX-mhKldC7FKF6a03Bqrx1KbN_2itrxa1QBo9bHeDlZ1G0Rq2b1qVWq4LLK8VnxgYMB-YomZegskXUh66p9A/s947/Dia%20da%20Mulher4_blog.png" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="947" data-original-width="669" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjNz2BPlWGxHq0kdQiwzWuh8tc-uIaK2amGlHb8Z6Ezpf1Kc0zP_Tu_OvTxuFRxLiqXNMwUhwqHbjopJxa43t9aevV9JpGo3AuBm7_pwMX-mhKldC7FKF6a03Bqrx1KbN_2itrxa1QBo9bHeDlZ1G0Rq2b1qVWq4LLK8VnxgYMB-YomZegskXUh66p9A/w226-h320/Dia%20da%20Mulher4_blog.png" width="226" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr></tbody></table><h1 style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"> <span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">NADA</span></h1></div><div><p style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></p><p style="line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">Quero abrir a boca, mas
para cantar o quê?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; orphans: 2; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">Cantar
não muda nada se nestes tempos sou desprezada…<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; orphans: 2; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; orphans: 2; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">Que
posso eu dizer do mel quando a boca me sabe a veneno?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; orphans: 2; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">Maldito
seja esse punho prepotente que a molestou…<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; orphans: 2; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; orphans: 2; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">Se
ninguém é amável para comigo, quem devo louvar?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; orphans: 2; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">Que
eu chore ou ria, morra ou viva, não muda nada de nada…<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; orphans: 2; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; orphans: 2; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">Solitária,
emoldurada pelo pesar e pela perda,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; orphans: 2; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">nasci
em vão e a minha boca está selada…<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; orphans: 2; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; orphans: 2; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">É
primavera, coração, eu sei, é tempo de celebração,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; orphans: 2; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">mas
tenho as asas presas - que fazer se voar não posso?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; orphans: 2; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; orphans: 2; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">Não
esquecerei a canção embora condenada a calar-me<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; orphans: 2; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">num
infindável lamento arranco palavra ao peito…<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; orphans: 2; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">Celebre-se
o dia em que vou escapar a esta jaula<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; orphans: 2; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">e
embriagada cantarei o meu regresso à tona<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; orphans: 2; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; orphans: 2; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">Não
sou como o frágil salgueiro que treme a todo o vento<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; orphans: 2; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">Sou
uma afegã, por isso o meu afã é chorar o tempo todo<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; orphans: 2; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;"><br /></span></p><p style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; line-height: 115%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; orphans: 2; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt; line-height: 115%;">Nadia Anjuman</span></p><br /><p></p></div>Biblioteca da Soareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07495473509689162315noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203432069526975004.post-91448130859426843402023-03-08T10:14:00.001+00:002023-03-10T10:19:50.975+00:0010 Minutos a Ler no Feminino I<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Continuem a desenvolver projetos com esse brilho no olhar!</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203432069526975004.post-34418045839633837202023-02-14T10:23:00.002+00:002023-02-15T10:35:53.965+00:0010 Minutos a Ler Poemas de Amor!<p></p><p class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbS_oyMKifdyKJAyGtyk02wgq4zSKvs7ztiC8JsU-MwNL4oF9oRjonLkL-lV_OCwl1BHmOAJpjtjZ0Cn_V2dG4z85So8PQhEp6XkB0YFbMsjgB62jRgUp3MQH4YJQT2MtlPZaGZK3bjtg7BoOfB5RH9KzeZxF7YUAToq46ZW5Wznn70lbRXDLlPCUZRw/s774/Banner_blog.png" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="425" data-original-width="774" height="220" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbS_oyMKifdyKJAyGtyk02wgq4zSKvs7ztiC8JsU-MwNL4oF9oRjonLkL-lV_OCwl1BHmOAJpjtjZ0Cn_V2dG4z85So8PQhEp6XkB0YFbMsjgB62jRgUp3MQH4YJQT2MtlPZaGZK3bjtg7BoOfB5RH9KzeZxF7YUAToq46ZW5Wznn70lbRXDLlPCUZRw/w400-h220/Banner_blog.png" width="400" /></a></p><h2 style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 9pt;">Este
é o poema do amor</span></span></span></span></h2><span style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 9pt;">O poema que o poeta propositadamente
escreveu<br />só para falar de amor,<br />de amor,<br />de amor,<br />de
amor,<br />para repetir muitas vezes amor,<br />amor,<br />amor,<br />amor.<br />Para
que um dia,quando o Cérebro Electrónico<br />contar as palavras que o
poeta escreveu,<br />tantos que,<br />tantos se,<br />tantos lhe,<br />tantos
tu,<br />tantos ela,<br />tantos eu,<br />conclua que a palavra que o poeta
mais vezes escreveu<br />foi amor,<br />amor,<br />amor.<br /><br />Este é o
poema do amor.</span></span></span></span><p></p><p class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><b style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;">António
Gedeão</b></p><br /> <p></p>Biblioteca da Soareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07495473509689162315noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203432069526975004.post-32105204196880539092023-02-03T10:47:00.009+00:002023-03-10T10:56:22.086+00:00Autor do Mês - Nuno Júdice<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjWhmEiRblHIlTY4AG_M9ozTtSN7DjjnUG9DWlGd3q66rVTFoNm5lcAYuI0j28gV1U7GDJ3f28p_eWY3ees3xeuoox9-uGgUnris9CQWaxIoDWHppW9RAngDVGlACfGhRSTZ-xtNPtKkORKTGYLHnXVUBzH9nSkvvTe0qMkms0BD5LIkG30Ji1NRTC7w/s647/Nuno%20J%C3%BAdice_blog.png" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="647" data-original-width="453" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjWhmEiRblHIlTY4AG_M9ozTtSN7DjjnUG9DWlGd3q66rVTFoNm5lcAYuI0j28gV1U7GDJ3f28p_eWY3ees3xeuoox9-uGgUnris9CQWaxIoDWHppW9RAngDVGlACfGhRSTZ-xtNPtKkORKTGYLHnXVUBzH9nSkvvTe0qMkms0BD5LIkG30Ji1NRTC7w/w140-h200/Nuno%20J%C3%BAdice_blog.png" width="140" /></a></div>Poesia, ficção, ensaio. Nuno Júdice é um dos mais premiados poetas portugueses. Nasceu em 1949 na Mexilhoeira Grande, Algarve.<p></p><p>Constrói o poema a partir da palavra, é dela que lhe chegam as ideias. Depois é todo um trabalho de escultor, a limar as arestas das frases, ouvir-lhes a música, a entrar em realidades mais profundas, sem lirismos.</p><p><span style="text-align: right;">Na poesia, mas também na ficção, no ensaio e no teatro, tem já mais de seis dezenas de títulos publicados. Recebeu alguns dos mais importantes prémios literários, como o prestigiado prémio Rainha Sofia de Poesia Ibero-Americana.</span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1203432069526975004.post-35565744182345166182023-01-27T15:31:00.003+00:002023-01-29T15:56:43.530+00:0027 de janeiro - para não esquecer!<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaPkzwvZec7_rf-9Vanoch6P4zwBWq5aqRmtw0yi_8_doWjnNq8cbp-m3iQQjfwcjkiy0e1NkrV3BWGoD-_su9ow6FRLuTL8R0EFF_Ehl_i8b7na3sdqxo3gac_6dKz8KnQzWeuwsOsRVCpUt22aNnB629IAV7So-dmAjYsCwPmNkBQd3SouqASD6vwg/s366/Anne%20Frank1.png" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="366" data-original-width="252" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaPkzwvZec7_rf-9Vanoch6P4zwBWq5aqRmtw0yi_8_doWjnNq8cbp-m3iQQjfwcjkiy0e1NkrV3BWGoD-_su9ow6FRLuTL8R0EFF_Ehl_i8b7na3sdqxo3gac_6dKz8KnQzWeuwsOsRVCpUt22aNnB629IAV7So-dmAjYsCwPmNkBQd3SouqASD6vwg/s320/Anne%20Frank1.png" width="220" /></a></div> Hoje comemora-se o Dia Internacional em Memória das Vítimas do Holocausto.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><br /><br /><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com