quinta-feira, 7 de outubro de 2010

DENTRO DE MÍ






DENTRO DE MÍ





Dentro de mi
hay un ser inexplicable...
Inconforme
con la transparencia aguda del misterio
inquieto
con la imposibilidad opaca del milagro
irritado
con la palidez mórbida de la realidad...

Dentro de mi
hay un ser inviable...
Insatisfecho
con la monotonía vulgar de los caminos
insaciable
en los contornos estrechos que enredan el cuerpo...

Dentro de mi
hay un ser inalcanzable...
Ausente
de las fronteras injustas que asfixian las almas
distante
de las puertas atrancadas que callan los corazones
fugitivo
en noches enloquecidas de densas estrellas
viajero
en alas visionarias de claros poemas...

Dentro de mi
hay un ser insondable
desencontrado
incoherente
alucinado
incomprendido
atormentado
pero, FELIZ, AMANTE y POETA
en las largas noches de Luna...





Maria Lua









NO MEIO DE MIM




No meio de mim
há um ser inexplicável...
Inconformado
com a transparência aguda do mistério
inquieto
com a impossibilidade opaca do milagre
irritado
com a palidez mórbida da realidade...

No meio de mim
há um ser inviável...
Insatisfeito
com a monotonia vulgar dos caminhos
insaciável
nos contornos estreitos que enredam o corpo...

No meio de mim
há um ser inatingível...
Ausente
das fronteiras tortas que asfixiam as almas
distante
das portas trancadas que calam os corações
fugidio
em noites enlouquecidas de densas estrelas
viajante
nas asas visionárias de claros poemas...

No meio de mim
há um ser insondável
desencontrado
incoerente
alucinado
incompreendido
atormentado
mas, FELIZ, AMANTE e POETA
nas longas noites de Lua...




Maria Lua




Versión de Pedro Casas Serra



(“De Lua e de Estrelas...”, 2005)





3 comentários:

  1. Dentro de mi
    hay un ser inviable...
    Insatisfecho
    con la monotonía vulgar de los caminos
    insaciable
    en los contornos estrechos que enredan el cuerpo...


    Bello ese afán de extenderse hasta el infinito.
    Hermoso, muy hermoso poema, Maria.

    Un abrazo.
    Pedro

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  2. GAMMABLIXT

    The Moon
    shines
    on a cat

    Meow

    ---

    SLEEPLESS IN SEATTLE

    There's much in the world that you can't explain.
    It's revealed for you to remember
    by the whispering voice of a distant train
    or a midnight rain in november.

    Horizon within! You can always find
    the keys to Enigma. Let's mention
    one basic Truth: of spirited Mind
    Is Nature naught but extension.

    Internal expanses! In dreams, ridden
    by fear and longing you roam
    that deep Southeast in your soul hidden
    ...on your random journey back home.

    ---

    As a native Swede, I am particularly proud of my love poetry suite Sonnets for Katie.

    My Poems

    My wallpaper art Babes!

    Sexuality introduces Death to Being; and indeed Life simultaneously. This is the profound Myth of the Eden. The work of the Serpent. Bringing us out of "blessed" Standstill. So, in contrast to the mindless pietism of vulgar Christianity, my personal "Christo-Satanism" should be given serious thought by the Enlightened Few, the Pneumatics, the 1% Outlaws. The Light Bringer must be rehabilitated, beacause if not, the All of it simply doesn't make sense: true Catholicism is necessarily Meta Catholicism.

    *

    The Higgs Boson. We've got a problem here. If the Higgs boson's got a mass, which is indeed what established theory predicts, then there by definition must be at least one more Higgs boson mediating the first one's gravitation. So the total amount of Higgs bosons immediately goes infinite (and gravitation itself must be nonlinear and convergent). How to escape this dilemma? Could anyone explain?

    My philosophy

    Arthur Rimbaud, Max Jacob, Saint-John Perse, René Char, Henri Michaux, Roger Kowalski, Peter Ingestad...

    LE FRUIT DU CIEL

    Un orage nocturne illmuna maintenant l'Amazonie, franchis les Andes, envoya des jeux de cartes gigantesques et frappantes en bas à la Pampa –

    Puis: petit déjeuner à melon; café fumant!

    À la bague du cigare tu lis, étonné: GÉOGRAPHIE.

    My prosepoetry in French:

    Poétudes

    Et je traduise la poésie française en suédois:

    Ordgaller

    Schwarzes Birne!
    Aufforderung zur Erotik.

    My poetry in German:

    Fremde Gedichte

    Casualidad sopla la sangre
    de alguno señor desconocido
    durante los pocos restantes
    momentos del resplandor de faroles

    que se vislumbran tras el follaje
    flameando de las obsesiónes
    igual efimero como gotas
    del cinzano de la soledad –

    En aquel tiempo me levanta
    dentro uno incidente avejentado
    que en seguida palidece
    al camouflaje de abstraccion;

    chica, nadie conoce que tus grisos
    ojos significan aún; con todo
    el sueño que hube evacuado
    tu escudriñas nuevamente.

    Mi poesía aproximadamente española

    My classical music blog, for the expert listeners and connaisseurs:

    Eutonal

    And: reciprocity: for mutual benefit, you will do me a favor promoting your own blog on mine!

    The best way to do it is lining up as a Follower, since then your icon will advertise you indefinitely, and I will follow you in return. Let's forge a mighty alliance of synergy and common interest.

    Yours,

    - Peter Ingestad, Sweden

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