tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69573142007216345112024-03-14T09:16:25.256+00:00 Poesia de José Rodrigues Dias (Traçados sobre nós - Traço: José Rodrigues Dias; Blog em remodelação)José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.comBlogger1008125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-68590044104057651132022-07-18T22:25:00.000+01:002022-07-18T22:25:01.395+01:00Do templo, da beleza, da harmonia e do silêncio<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEija3MXCAWoI2eftS5dJYJXxn5cEZvvgmT_JnR7NGN0MZ4cICKJMW5RU6ZACU1bbRAwgwrQfq5T81pgsAJ-VpLCg-7qa7Q_TqS3zuHTh00XBtq3Oj1k719FmQpTCk2Ny7Fy6fDAa6rb0iMdAdk001q80o5x4-w7b0qWjTzQAB0_9BAonGaJUmjoAM1H/s3926/Pimenteira_Duque_20220718_Jrd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3926" data-original-width="2080" height="685" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEija3MXCAWoI2eftS5dJYJXxn5cEZvvgmT_JnR7NGN0MZ4cICKJMW5RU6ZACU1bbRAwgwrQfq5T81pgsAJ-VpLCg-7qa7Q_TqS3zuHTh00XBtq3Oj1k719FmQpTCk2Ny7Fy6fDAa6rb0iMdAdk001q80o5x4-w7b0qWjTzQAB0_9BAonGaJUmjoAM1H/w365-h685/Pimenteira_Duque_20220718_Jrd.jpg" width="365" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p><b>Do templo, da beleza, da harmonia e do silêncio</b></p><p><br /></p><p>Um templo sagrado. No meio, sob a abóbada, em silêncio reservado, tu sentado. No Oriente, uma luz difusa, aconchegante. Uma batuta, um coro de vozes, irmanadas, eleva-se, envolvendo-te, enlevando-se, o templo todo se enchendo.Uma nota perdida, uma corda partida, dissonante. Outra nota perdida.Um arrepio. De mãos dadas, irmanadas, a harmonia ainda mais se acentuando com uma leve dissonância, o todo logo a integrando. No meio do templo, cheio, sob o a abóbada, aquela beleza te enchendo de uma interior harmonia, nenhuma nota dissonando. </p><p>Sais, olhas. Não há fumos, não há ruídos de guerras, não há gritos.</p><p>Voltas a olhar. Há uma tranquilidade que no silêncio te banha, sentindo o coro de vozes que em harmonia se eleva, enlevando, e te leva. O céu é de um azul com a limpidez do silêncio do templo, a luz morna em harmonia.</p><p>Uns ramos verdes de uma árvore fresca, por ti plantada, refrescam as vozes se elevando, irmanadas, te levando, sem vozes perdidas, sem cordas partidas.</p><p><br /></p><p>Jrd, 2022-07-18</p><p><br /></p>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-74254655016342511762022-07-17T19:42:00.001+01:002022-07-18T09:37:18.439+01:00Da beleza e do desafio do sonho (Do tempo, do movimento e da vida)<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg333bNEeDUUNvJgt4ejpSr2jM4oNuYaDXGfNZW_2cy9jHieOOmuHZxIfAdUO_z3WLly900EJQTay_Y84R-dnN4CHMbO-xGcGHRPNYwCbGmI1aPKSu9rSxEt4rQQt_AOGhUAe00yuDJlGxwBuncmzFyuosEMZE8tsjyPh--G4Lit3J8Y1vcu8NqTlfl/s2080/Flor_branca_20220717_Jrd.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2080" data-original-width="2040" height="445" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg333bNEeDUUNvJgt4ejpSr2jM4oNuYaDXGfNZW_2cy9jHieOOmuHZxIfAdUO_z3WLly900EJQTay_Y84R-dnN4CHMbO-xGcGHRPNYwCbGmI1aPKSu9rSxEt4rQQt_AOGhUAe00yuDJlGxwBuncmzFyuosEMZE8tsjyPh--G4Lit3J8Y1vcu8NqTlfl/w437-h445/Flor_branca_20220717_Jrd.jpg" width="437" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>Votos de uma óptima semana e de boas férias para quem as tiver!</p><p>....</p><p>Este o Poema/texto que ontem tentei colocar no Facebook mas que, por razão desconhecida, não consegui.</p><p>........</p><p><br /></p><p>Da beleza e do desafio do sonho</p><p>(Do tempo, do movimento e da vida)</p><p><br /></p><p>Estás à entrada de ti, talvez à saída. </p><p>Logo ali, uma porta, a rua, o caminho. Um instante efémero, um sonho num instante florido num canteiro, a duração de um infinitamente pequeno, vindo, logo se indo. </p><p>Olhas, um primeiro passo, metade do caminho. Depois, outro passo, metade do caminho restante. Outro passo, metade da metade restante. Outra e outra metade, a sucessão, sucessivamente, de infinitamente pequenos, cada vez mais pequenos. </p><p>Lembras-te, então, do Zenão de Eleia, da impossibilidade do movimento. </p><p>Sentes, eventualmente, o teu destino não atingido, o sonho não feito ramo de louro!</p><p>Ainda uma outra meia distância do caminho restante, depois outra, o caminho feito de passos infinitamente pequenos, sucessivamente, lá longe o destino, ainda lá longe, sem fim os sucessivos passos.</p><p>Ai!, aquele Zenão da Filosofia dos paradoxos.</p><p>Entretanto, sem movimento, onde o tempo, o "entre", o "antes" e o "depois", o sonho feito ramo de louro?</p><p>Sem tempo, sem movimento, onde o nascimento de Jesus, a morte de Cristo, a partilha do pão e do vinho, o vinagre, o urdir e o desurdir de Penélope, onde o renascimento de Fénix?</p><p>E onde umas gotas de água com que dás de beber a uma flor pura, ao calor, sedenta?</p><p>E onde o sorriso de um neto?</p><p>E eis que estás ali, à saída de ti, a rua ali, olhando a beleza do sonho, o arrojo de um Infante, o chamamento dos mares, o movimento de um povo.</p><p>E eis que, entretanto, te lembras tu também da Matemática do concreto, da soma de uma série, do caminho todo, integral.</p><p>À saída de ti, a rua ali, olhando, perguntas-te, interrogando-te: vou ou fico?</p><p>Vamos ou ficas, pergunto eu?</p><p><br /></p><p>Jrd, 2022-07-16/17</p><p><br /></p>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-10861910116575650792022-07-02T21:44:00.000+01:002022-07-02T21:44:51.976+01:00Cores e tons<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: 15.4px;">"<i>Conferência sobre os Oceanos</i>", </p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;">outro poema, este da "Terceira viagem", escrito em 2017, incluído numa trilogia dedicada ao "mar", publicada em 2019 e 2020, todos os poemas com a palavra "mar" ou uma dela directamente derivada.</p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;">As capas dos livros podem ser vistas no lado esquerdo do blog:</p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;">Jrd, 2022-07-02</p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><br /></p>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-67786058578748295742022-07-01T22:26:00.000+01:002022-07-01T22:26:59.591+01:00Talves apenas poetas<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkeHJ1Q4MKAie_TCj8_dCnwLm8OA9x1yqdRz3mncUqsFLFRizGpL87ooKFtTdWUAswIM7bHc59yNxhUV8MwUN8jFdjhiEJxA7KzVoUAV2CXcV6tWrYnlzpv-VekLDWV8_YQaHCeY_t9L45hC2SmHlasjEzaWeYYU8G2Rr8wIGQ6Vr0jriwXVbHlP_1/s1205/Talvez_apenas_poetas_1_Jrd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1205" data-original-width="898" height="601" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkeHJ1Q4MKAie_TCj8_dCnwLm8OA9x1yqdRz3mncUqsFLFRizGpL87ooKFtTdWUAswIM7bHc59yNxhUV8MwUN8jFdjhiEJxA7KzVoUAV2CXcV6tWrYnlzpv-VekLDWV8_YQaHCeY_t9L45hC2SmHlasjEzaWeYYU8G2Rr8wIGQ6Vr0jriwXVbHlP_1/w447-h601/Talvez_apenas_poetas_1_Jrd.jpg" width="447" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;">A propósito da </p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;">"<i>Conferência sobre os Oceanos</i>", </p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;">outro poema, da "Segunda viagem", este de 2015, incluído numa trilogia dedicada ao "mar", publicada em 2019 e 2020, todos os poemas com a palavra "mar" ou uma dela directamente derivada.</p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;">As capas dos livros podem ser vistas no lado esquerdo do blog:</p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;">Jrd, 2022-07-01</p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><br style="font-size: 15.4px;" /></p>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-60493486042175286412022-06-30T21:45:00.000+01:002022-06-30T21:45:00.722+01:00Cais<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7GBiLsk3tuK2YlMEJPyqCljAAEkrLGa18jcl_YrMihgUhlGrzR-xOrnu6fIwJk_dw8tnxZkrpJBDjhGmpoEOjCq1BH_7jXW23TACHvoEfYgg69jbE9REhOF5WIe6AM5h-mRBdIgqr51q4QPdYPkw8TTYV246Mu-ieNQKWsHAu5kUwLLynL0z9dSBz/s1034/Cais_1_Jrd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1034" data-original-width="886" height="486" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7GBiLsk3tuK2YlMEJPyqCljAAEkrLGa18jcl_YrMihgUhlGrzR-xOrnu6fIwJk_dw8tnxZkrpJBDjhGmpoEOjCq1BH_7jXW23TACHvoEfYgg69jbE9REhOF5WIe6AM5h-mRBdIgqr51q4QPdYPkw8TTYV246Mu-ieNQKWsHAu5kUwLLynL0z9dSBz/w416-h486/Cais_1_Jrd.jpg" width="416" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;">A propósito da </p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;">"<i>Conferência sobre os Oceanos</i>", </p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;">outro poema, de viagens interiores, da "Primeira viagem", este de 2012, incluído numa trilogia dedicada ao "mar", publicada em 2019 e 2020, todos os poemas com a palavra "mar" ou uma dela directamente derivada.</p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;">As capas dos livros podem ser vistas no lado esquerdo do blog:</p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;">Jrd, 2022-06-30</p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><br style="font-size: 15.4px;" /></p>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-35035356840917017172022-06-29T21:50:00.000+01:002022-06-29T21:50:01.688+01:00Ilhas de amores<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZZcgWA9-dfcIQ8EYVUCdnGQq832fT_rGyacUFVbcppaawJUmb_kuUgfByNfriL_Dqdg3eQbza5qjzkM9zbzeix9XHDJMBp5b0f1W8bfiof-o1ctGNv42V7bYZ1bxQy-uajKZW8fNgX2tYrc1sVGy96ciVC9Hk3Dyerw8f0YP4-xlEYGSlBHI5cXTs/s1093/Ilhas_de_amores_1_Jrd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1093" data-original-width="886" height="502" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZZcgWA9-dfcIQ8EYVUCdnGQq832fT_rGyacUFVbcppaawJUmb_kuUgfByNfriL_Dqdg3eQbza5qjzkM9zbzeix9XHDJMBp5b0f1W8bfiof-o1ctGNv42V7bYZ1bxQy-uajKZW8fNgX2tYrc1sVGy96ciVC9Hk3Dyerw8f0YP4-xlEYGSlBHI5cXTs/w406-h502/Ilhas_de_amores_1_Jrd.jpg" width="406" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;">A propósito da </p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;">"<i>Conferência sobre os Oceanos</i>", </p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;">olhando aqui o lado do sonho e da aventura, e do amor, outro poema, este de 2017, incluído numa trilogia dedicada ao "mar", publicada em 2019 e 2020, todos os poemas com a palavra "mar" ou uma dela directamente derivada.</p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;">As capas dos livros podem ser vistas no lado esquerdo do blog:</p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;">Jrd, 2022-06-29</p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><br style="font-size: 15.4px;" /></p>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-16387677837387700832022-06-28T22:37:00.001+01:002022-06-28T22:37:28.529+01:00Onda negra<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzydXnsv0_ZpPUrnCdI0c_G0l03xQrnFgCCkl6QovjW9XPZn3Vp5l_R8ymxYl7AGpdrQd_GyI7yjUczpxxDLb3IXI3Jluh0nteGanbPQOtPT1ZTYhnCs84ckIbAeE3Au_Xre5f-aZRcQYSgYE3_INvFxLQi7ZMkBhySloAUrIXazZTUmx9OcruNjOx/s975/Onda_negra_1_Jrd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="975" data-original-width="886" height="457" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzydXnsv0_ZpPUrnCdI0c_G0l03xQrnFgCCkl6QovjW9XPZn3Vp5l_R8ymxYl7AGpdrQd_GyI7yjUczpxxDLb3IXI3Jluh0nteGanbPQOtPT1ZTYhnCs84ckIbAeE3Au_Xre5f-aZRcQYSgYE3_INvFxLQi7ZMkBhySloAUrIXazZTUmx9OcruNjOx/w416-h457/Onda_negra_1_Jrd.jpg" width="416" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;">A propósito da </p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;">"<i>Conferência sobre os Oceanos</i>", </p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;">olhando aqui o lado negro, outro poema, este de 2014, incluído numa trilogia dedicada ao "mar", publicada em 2019 e 2020, todos os poemas com a palavra "mar" ou uma dela directamente derivada.</p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;">As capas dos livros podem ser vistas no lado esquerdo do blog:</p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;">Jrd, 2022-06-28</p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><br /></p>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-58556207462101426472022-06-27T19:05:00.000+01:002022-06-27T19:05:49.322+01:00A costa alentejana, o mar e o amor<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhjOCY0a6-ZkpjnscFYANKr1CMqPgLwK43hgqWphYMV4nPkS1ieYe_OmpqCgoXMJiLZP_6jjDw1Iu8r55tu4DdYUaNxXNJg4j8P8QmOX7qz0QobYf84lRgKelkTtmHEsRLVHWn-n1N7-Yklpnr8TjCCyZw7kkQc9NXNlr3DsVdLSbGdkrYsQUgFsOw/s1122/A_costa_alentejan_o_mar_e_o_amor_1_Jrd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1122" data-original-width="916" height="504" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhjOCY0a6-ZkpjnscFYANKr1CMqPgLwK43hgqWphYMV4nPkS1ieYe_OmpqCgoXMJiLZP_6jjDw1Iu8r55tu4DdYUaNxXNJg4j8P8QmOX7qz0QobYf84lRgKelkTtmHEsRLVHWn-n1N7-Yklpnr8TjCCyZw7kkQc9NXNlr3DsVdLSbGdkrYsQUgFsOw/w411-h504/A_costa_alentejan_o_mar_e_o_amor_1_Jrd.jpg" width="411" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p>Depois de um interregno aqui no blog, devido a um problema de saúde, que não no Facebook, melhorando, a propósito agora da </p><p>"Conferência sobre os Oceanos", </p><p>alguns poemas incluídos numa trilogia dedicada ao "mar", publicada em 2019 e 2020, todos os poemas com a palavra "mar" ou uma dela directamente derivada.</p><p>As capas dos livros podem ser vistas no lado esquerdo do blog:</p><p><br /></p><p>Jrd, 2022-06-27</p><p><br /></p>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-9117669251990361612022-06-07T19:17:00.000+01:002022-06-07T19:17:30.675+01:00Frutos<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOM9taXV6JTZ7bnjsmXbUmR-pznhpdlzCoer-PHvPbxE7H_s5neR35wnQmJGudJSBAcFyNEY1rGMHJ9uat8rt4CXNDbasYMvEAzC1zcwL0hC0nM2vmkEhybNkavltYssp31g2KxPL3Z99gH9upHJwIGQsfeSjYe79F0mWiZzD1TYUlApiyymkJuTuD/s1211/Frutos_1_Jrd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1211" data-original-width="916" height="555" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOM9taXV6JTZ7bnjsmXbUmR-pznhpdlzCoer-PHvPbxE7H_s5neR35wnQmJGudJSBAcFyNEY1rGMHJ9uat8rt4CXNDbasYMvEAzC1zcwL0hC0nM2vmkEhybNkavltYssp31g2KxPL3Z99gH9upHJwIGQsfeSjYe79F0mWiZzD1TYUlApiyymkJuTuD/w420-h555/Frutos_1_Jrd.jpg" width="420" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b style="font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Escrito neste dia, em 2012, em livro de 2018... (23)</span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">(Continuando esta sequência de poemas, cada um deles escrito no dia e mês em que se está, um de vários, mas de um ano anterior).</span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">A capa do livro encontra-se no lado esquerdo do blog.</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Jrd, 2022-06-07</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><br style="font-size: 15.4px;" /></p>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-44626925632585668312022-06-06T21:04:00.000+01:002022-06-06T21:04:10.008+01:00Se outro é o tempo<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCQRqo_6pvn656CdMXlZh78GJvXu0qqspbA9tEouk5zNxC-k0NNGsS2AGuYpV46nl_BeXgiMHdyA8YQFaYveLAZRxp-kE9ggSz0AY_kdgzhjmT4mCVrIOplbC393bgMfHJ5_j_0MyVqgwjkBdSaWeP4aV6tOxKguoQRst8ULsh8MSzj2sbVVfhoIPn/s945/Se_outro_e_o_tempo_1_Jrd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="945" data-original-width="827" height="461" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCQRqo_6pvn656CdMXlZh78GJvXu0qqspbA9tEouk5zNxC-k0NNGsS2AGuYpV46nl_BeXgiMHdyA8YQFaYveLAZRxp-kE9ggSz0AY_kdgzhjmT4mCVrIOplbC393bgMfHJ5_j_0MyVqgwjkBdSaWeP4aV6tOxKguoQRst8ULsh8MSzj2sbVVfhoIPn/w403-h461/Se_outro_e_o_tempo_1_Jrd.jpg" width="403" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b style="font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Escrito neste dia, em 2014, em livro de 2020... (22)</span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">(Continuando esta sequência de poemas, cada um deles escrito no dia e mês em que se está, um de vários, mas de um ano anterior).</span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">A capa do livro encontra-se no lado esquerdo do blog.</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Jrd, 2022-06-06</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><br /></p>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-57004223000797791272022-06-05T19:34:00.000+01:002022-06-05T19:34:22.806+01:00O melro e o ambiente<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimJnb9lmNbnDiYF47KurJZLQrRlNVVbFEcUJOKqcPTQ0wEiMIMkz0Fo8Ex42wK0OTGMbLdR0MGQYWkMKqyN1srVqx1h9GBaDm3Psddvsuk6hA1Tr5y_x2eDl4xU8_UA9L8vKumgn-J77S_XvxRbjJTpx5YY4JcHNntONqSqvpksbCeeaAffqAeJXeW/s797/O_melro_e_o_ambiente_1_Jrd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="709" data-original-width="797" height="371" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimJnb9lmNbnDiYF47KurJZLQrRlNVVbFEcUJOKqcPTQ0wEiMIMkz0Fo8Ex42wK0OTGMbLdR0MGQYWkMKqyN1srVqx1h9GBaDm3Psddvsuk6hA1Tr5y_x2eDl4xU8_UA9L8vKumgn-J77S_XvxRbjJTpx5YY4JcHNntONqSqvpksbCeeaAffqAeJXeW/w417-h371/O_melro_e_o_ambiente_1_Jrd.jpg" width="417" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b style="font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Escrito neste dia, em 2019, em livro de 2021... (21)</span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">(Continuando esta sequência de poemas, cada um deles escrito no dia e mês em que se está, um de vários, mas de um ano anterior).</span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">A capa do livro encontra-se no lado esquerdo do blog.</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Jrd, 2022-06-05</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-64315787734170631082022-06-04T20:59:00.000+01:002022-06-04T20:59:06.820+01:00Em silêncio de Primavera se renasce<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9PbjqseC1za7ITmA3usSJAeF4sN7nxfeh3LNAltWc7QoRteP8aXLsmqo3HmBF0aJ66xEOaLUshAMZJ2LWjROaF1jCkO2s7IETeHlRZDACATug_pk_CZsjGjj5--NF1bobbiW3aKgSCUW3NFJsn4ifON-SDvr8IJ0C_tMbA5Abo8lhARvCrJ3d1p7y/s945/Em_silencio_de_Primavera_se_renasce_1_Jrd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="945" height="348" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9PbjqseC1za7ITmA3usSJAeF4sN7nxfeh3LNAltWc7QoRteP8aXLsmqo3HmBF0aJ66xEOaLUshAMZJ2LWjROaF1jCkO2s7IETeHlRZDACATug_pk_CZsjGjj5--NF1bobbiW3aKgSCUW3NFJsn4ifON-SDvr8IJ0C_tMbA5Abo8lhARvCrJ3d1p7y/w429-h348/Em_silencio_de_Primavera_se_renasce_1_Jrd.jpg" width="429" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b style="font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Escrito neste dia, em 2019, em livro de 2021... (20)</span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">(Continuando esta sequência de poemas, cada um deles escrito no dia e mês em que se está, um de vários, mas de um ano anterior).</span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">A capa do livro encontra-se no lado esquerdo do blog.</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Jrd, 2022-06-04</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-50018900974756986302022-06-03T21:48:00.004+01:002022-06-03T21:48:54.009+01:00Que coisa as palavras<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7K8R92MKqG-0BE284rTCKtC0-et2-raNNZbc9y9wAyg4QL6V9khmQ5bfMhlYLHJrXDLt6hmHK2ifSXzVHyv1FDzhfYKBzeHp7Z6bdjSK9ZdPbaH2U-dsCE4gyTem8iGKJbqgZ0NuIapdiTIDffapiFpV1UcFfyNNvtfuzsq0prOcrpNok-yx6s4-8/s797/Que_coisa_as_palavras_1_Jrd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="797" data-original-width="797" height="413" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7K8R92MKqG-0BE284rTCKtC0-et2-raNNZbc9y9wAyg4QL6V9khmQ5bfMhlYLHJrXDLt6hmHK2ifSXzVHyv1FDzhfYKBzeHp7Z6bdjSK9ZdPbaH2U-dsCE4gyTem8iGKJbqgZ0NuIapdiTIDffapiFpV1UcFfyNNvtfuzsq0prOcrpNok-yx6s4-8/w413-h413/Que_coisa_as_palavras_1_Jrd.jpg" width="413" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b style="font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Escrito neste dia, em 2015, em livro de 2020... (19)</span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">(Continuando esta sequência de poemas, cada um deles escrito no dia e mês em que se está, um de vários, mas de um ano anterior).</span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">A capa do livro encontra-se no lado esquerdo do blog.</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Jrd, 2022-06-03</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-12185037811150118682022-06-02T21:10:00.002+01:002022-06-02T21:10:53.994+01:00Frutos de Junho<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPcRgF0pn4fMh50rGMFw1vbOdhuQZrpk9ksq8nloVEQXwb-2HDu1XGBbqUZEbBilcCZQg15gmsXV3AWOitClztfuu1qh0Lu4Cpi3NLvcw-PG27UZsoLZ8uAAHwIkmQCWsrKUzBjURibcSqNEGWYfymGVdZczPHJwUmfLpi3pmEGnU6MaW3hxJ1ZJKZ/s797/Frutos_de_Junho_1_Jrd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="679" data-original-width="797" height="339" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPcRgF0pn4fMh50rGMFw1vbOdhuQZrpk9ksq8nloVEQXwb-2HDu1XGBbqUZEbBilcCZQg15gmsXV3AWOitClztfuu1qh0Lu4Cpi3NLvcw-PG27UZsoLZ8uAAHwIkmQCWsrKUzBjURibcSqNEGWYfymGVdZczPHJwUmfLpi3pmEGnU6MaW3hxJ1ZJKZ/w397-h339/Frutos_de_Junho_1_Jrd.jpg" width="397" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b style="font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Escrito neste dia, em 2018, em livro de 2021... (18)</span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">(Continuando esta sequência de poemas, cada um deles escrito no dia e mês em que se está, um de vários, mas de um ano anterior).</span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">A capa do livro encontra-se no lado esquerdo do blog.</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Jrd, 2022-06-02</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-47116856145860302182022-06-01T21:21:00.001+01:002022-06-01T21:21:50.846+01:00Naquele tempo, eu criança, a Luz… <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGG5eunARh996FtA_A8fv07oWJIFeua7ICh_LMIiQoE-L_1m5Z6ZGhNc2022PZP9g5u-zYLue8d4-Kw28z9Rh_J4KggRMjz5rh_GEb4_VoQK49G37q5ZeRAYXmGKvKzt45ZN-Pkj3e4tYW70L98WpOddooRmgUHZyi32zWkHHOUjENUca8Sp0hn5Sp/s1678/Luz_sol_20220601_Jrd.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1678" data-original-width="1394" height="417" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGG5eunARh996FtA_A8fv07oWJIFeua7ICh_LMIiQoE-L_1m5Z6ZGhNc2022PZP9g5u-zYLue8d4-Kw28z9Rh_J4KggRMjz5rh_GEb4_VoQK49G37q5ZeRAYXmGKvKzt45ZN-Pkj3e4tYW70L98WpOddooRmgUHZyi32zWkHHOUjENUca8Sp0hn5Sp/w346-h417/Luz_sol_20220601_Jrd.jpg" width="346" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b style="font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Escrito neste dia, Dia da Criança, em 2015, em livro de 2015... 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</p><p style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"><b><span style="font-family: Georgia;">Naquele tempo, eu criança, a Luz… </span></b></p><p style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"> </span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">Teria
eu doze ou treze anos…<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">Catorze?...
Talvez não…<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">Não
havia luz eléctrica,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">a
luz era a do Sol, da Lua,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">do
azeite na candeia, do petróleo<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">e
era a daquela pedra <o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">mágica<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">no
candeeiro<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">que
com água ardia<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">como
ardia em furo de batata crua,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">nós,
Mãe, <o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">ao
lume em espera, <o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">nós,
Pai,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">a
noite longa no olhar…<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">E
era a luz das estrelas, de Guerra Junqueiro…<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">Assim
em Talhas, a minha aldeia,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">era
assim,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">eu,
nós, tudo, o tempo todo escuro…<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">E
eis que uma pilha de pequena lanterna<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">e
um pequeno circuito eléctrico construído<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">de
eu o ter no Porto no colégio aprendido,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">e
eis que uma luz, primeira,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">no
meu quarto, iluminado,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">eu
fascinado, luzia, pioneira,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">naquele
tempo, eu, garoto,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">a
aldeia com luz de candeia,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">eu,
assim, tão límpida a luz…<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">Algum
tempo depois<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">(dois,
três anos?...,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">talvez,
quem sabe…,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">se
já lá vão cinquenta anos!…),<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> </span><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"> </span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">e
eis na aldeia a electrificação<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">e
o momento da inauguração…<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">Olhei,
então, e fixei uma lâmpada,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">era
ali junto à Igreja,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">era
a noitinha,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">nem
se via<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">nem
deixava de se ver,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">era
noite e era dia…<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">E
eis que a minha lâmpada não se acendeu<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">(as
outras, sim, porque o</span><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"> <i>oh!</i> da gente <o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">logo
aí aconteceu, <o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">quente...),<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">aquela
lâmpada, que fizera minha,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">ali
junto da casa de Deus, não se acendeu<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">e
nunca eu soube o porquê, <o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">logo
eu, exactamente…<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">Que
sombra de nuvem negra a teria encoberto,<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">logo
ali, logo naquele momento, aquela minha luz <o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">que
no meu quarto eu antes a tinha descoberto?…<o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><i><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">Repara</span></i><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">, <o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">digo-me
agora em templo, <o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><i><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">aí tens!…<o:p></o:p></span></i></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><i><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">Creio que vem daí<o:p></o:p></span></i></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><i><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">o fascínio do teu olhar<o:p></o:p></span></i></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><i><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">pela coisa da Luz,<o:p></o:p></span></i></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><i><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></i></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><i><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">de certos encontros <o:p></o:p></span></i></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><i><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">o caminho,<o:p></o:p></span></i></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><i><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">e de desencontros,<o:p></o:p></span></i></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><i><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">à procura da alteridade<o:p></o:p></span></i></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><i><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">em ti, no outro, <o:p></o:p></span></i></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><i><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">em mim, em liberdade…<o:p></o:p></span></i></p><p style="line-height: 20pt; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; mso-line-height-rule: exactly;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"><!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--> <!--[endif]--><o:p></o:p></span></p><p>
<span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">2015-06-01</span></p><p><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua"; font-size: 8pt;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"><i>in </i>José Rodrigues Dias, <i>Fiat Lux (no ano da Luz)</i>, Ed. Autor, 90 pp, 2015.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">* * *</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: "Book Antiqua";">Jrd, 2022-06-01</span></p><p><br /></p>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-74017358391105197962022-05-31T21:32:00.000+01:002022-05-31T21:32:05.048+01:00O branco de Alentejo<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH4He1kYGTBdb34TEhZRkvgTH5YfMcIwvXGSL71LKgyEWtmdM3ypxejj4-PU3xvq21bABkwDjUbnhcrE4ghuEl038MjNZSpO62k586BzUHVeKFy2xb0rR7p2k_-yevVBkgqi1n4SxHZ_KHaf6fky-yGZ9kxmNmCJtbAQH5Vn5bEjpFwE7ISZizZNsW/s916/O_branco_de_alentejo_1_Jrd.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="827" data-original-width="916" height="387" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjH4He1kYGTBdb34TEhZRkvgTH5YfMcIwvXGSL71LKgyEWtmdM3ypxejj4-PU3xvq21bABkwDjUbnhcrE4ghuEl038MjNZSpO62k586BzUHVeKFy2xb0rR7p2k_-yevVBkgqi1n4SxHZ_KHaf6fky-yGZ9kxmNmCJtbAQH5Vn5bEjpFwE7ISZizZNsW/w428-h387/O_branco_de_alentejo_1_Jrd.jpg" width="428" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b style="font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Escrito neste dia, em 2019, em livro de 2021... 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(15)</span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">(Continuando esta sequência de poemas, cada um deles escrito no dia e mês em que se está, um de vários, mas de um ano anterior).</span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">A capa do livro encontra-se no lado esquerdo do blog.</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Jrd, 2022-05-30</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-84526840041287858242022-05-29T21:32:00.000+01:002022-05-29T21:32:54.541+01:00É do silêncio<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuVvG3ZT7CiFC7aGRdsOM8UNhSHbfC5wWdiqpl5kbszNTkx8M2QxlUR00ZO1P2xHg_jo1vTY_Vte8XS3ZIlzQkeUTYinPBJfOG361rD3kR426zUFBIUUZSszF8MZBgnm1MmEnfITqUMrz8J8MlRGPQnpc-m6LJppjmF9DZXIb0_Rbx5YDYKhksicWq/s827/E_do_silencio_1_Jrd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="709" data-original-width="827" height="360" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuVvG3ZT7CiFC7aGRdsOM8UNhSHbfC5wWdiqpl5kbszNTkx8M2QxlUR00ZO1P2xHg_jo1vTY_Vte8XS3ZIlzQkeUTYinPBJfOG361rD3kR426zUFBIUUZSszF8MZBgnm1MmEnfITqUMrz8J8MlRGPQnpc-m6LJppjmF9DZXIb0_Rbx5YDYKhksicWq/w420-h360/E_do_silencio_1_Jrd.jpg" width="420" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b style="font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Escrito neste dia, em 2017, em livro de 2018... (14)</span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">(Continuando esta sequência de poemas, cada um deles escrito no dia e mês em que se está, um de vários, mas de um ano anterior).</span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">A capa do livro encontra-se no lado esquerdo do blog.</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Jrd, 2022-05-29</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-15883843862016518632022-05-28T21:58:00.000+01:002022-05-28T21:58:06.689+01:00Descansa<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWdrcsg6D2BTBAzn6ygBCxdm774HPbwk88xYCVZK6loxV-vuVuo76IZITXsE_wy2yfEtSc29Fm750pzbvex1eS5TKmIWkh88C1nFl4OeDpAb0doHn46fZzn8LETPDsgW9ji4ayF3iL2eTaCw-5kwntrjmo8pz-mv1F6U4FHmhw4vbo_fk4IaDgov9K/s1181/Descansa_1_Jrd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1181" data-original-width="1004" height="493" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWdrcsg6D2BTBAzn6ygBCxdm774HPbwk88xYCVZK6loxV-vuVuo76IZITXsE_wy2yfEtSc29Fm750pzbvex1eS5TKmIWkh88C1nFl4OeDpAb0doHn46fZzn8LETPDsgW9ji4ayF3iL2eTaCw-5kwntrjmo8pz-mv1F6U4FHmhw4vbo_fk4IaDgov9K/w419-h493/Descansa_1_Jrd.jpg" width="419" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b style="font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Escrito neste dia, em 2012, em livro de 2018... (13)</span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">(Continuando esta sequência de poemas, cada um deles escrito no dia e mês em que se está, um de vários, mas de um ano anterior).</span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">A capa do livro encontra-se no lado esquerdo do blog.</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Jrd, 2022-05-28</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><br /></p>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-701328332079606862022-05-27T21:53:00.000+01:002022-05-27T21:53:47.838+01:00O interior da palavra<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9EXprz1UcxcLLy25qUBHA-kUKSQyu6f7Si1seAjVAYJvdo4elMFtS-gw2Ft3sMRJYXuPVAByWf3GU19abxI7SS7XtRkHXMybftcNgcIJ09BsqWPLv085njH60XfKuf0LhpcqAd8lxWpig49A2u6fsi_6GmIaSGzcHKEKCS4mg66D0FBSmxiMEdVbj/s856/O_interior_da_palavra_1_Jrd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="856" data-original-width="797" height="441" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9EXprz1UcxcLLy25qUBHA-kUKSQyu6f7Si1seAjVAYJvdo4elMFtS-gw2Ft3sMRJYXuPVAByWf3GU19abxI7SS7XtRkHXMybftcNgcIJ09BsqWPLv085njH60XfKuf0LhpcqAd8lxWpig49A2u6fsi_6GmIaSGzcHKEKCS4mg66D0FBSmxiMEdVbj/w411-h441/O_interior_da_palavra_1_Jrd.jpg" width="411" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b style="font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Escrito neste dia, em 2015, em livro de 2020... (12)</span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">(Continuando esta sequência de poemas, cada um deles escrito no dia e mês em que se está, um de vários, mas de um ano anterior).</span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">A capa do livro encontra-se no lado esquerdo do blog.</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Jrd, 2022-05-27</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-54970731012435199232022-05-26T22:25:00.000+01:002022-05-26T22:25:17.758+01:00Universidade<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9mOaRkjXSqbER14cPHH4vBSmUTwSHjMxCeu2TVDn2H6SzHzbEfhS-qfO7MRNtuEKBy8f2mp_gANt4Bo54m-3TjibJYu4b8-YgCquR-iZBt8A4ZQA1NxvRtxCqBlOfDgBNlj_j-OCiqgwilBl_KQGvCGOyXVfzo3zxNGwFaUyDMROzrH59X8h8JGtW/s827/Universidade_1_Jrd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="827" data-original-width="738" height="461" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9mOaRkjXSqbER14cPHH4vBSmUTwSHjMxCeu2TVDn2H6SzHzbEfhS-qfO7MRNtuEKBy8f2mp_gANt4Bo54m-3TjibJYu4b8-YgCquR-iZBt8A4ZQA1NxvRtxCqBlOfDgBNlj_j-OCiqgwilBl_KQGvCGOyXVfzo3zxNGwFaUyDMROzrH59X8h8JGtW/w414-h461/Universidade_1_Jrd.jpg" width="414" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b style="font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Escrito neste dia, era um sábado, em 2018, em livro de 2021... (11)</span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">(Continuando esta sequência de poemas, cada um deles escrito no dia e mês em que se está, um de vários, mas de um ano anterior).</span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">A capa do livro encontra-se no lado esquerdo do blog.</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Jrd, 2022-05-26</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-76489416555630649072022-05-25T21:25:00.000+01:002022-05-25T21:25:32.059+01:00Uma taça para ti<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHSqUs8tK1muW_Pnro5zI4Ae6TbDA7hrFkyIDIFxBa22EKTxMeJaJtVe0h11aapR4WsbJrCGRzDWwQFEblyQsRxGE_Ek35OU4QNEe0i1wfyN1U_stEDUnBTv1P7kibH_8-4KxQcTRWMaGZ_tepqFsYnoqRVU8YlQwvF12fnJqHxvgYtdREIZqbLVwW/s738/Uma_taca_para_ti_1_Jrd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="709" data-original-width="738" height="402" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHSqUs8tK1muW_Pnro5zI4Ae6TbDA7hrFkyIDIFxBa22EKTxMeJaJtVe0h11aapR4WsbJrCGRzDWwQFEblyQsRxGE_Ek35OU4QNEe0i1wfyN1U_stEDUnBTv1P7kibH_8-4KxQcTRWMaGZ_tepqFsYnoqRVU8YlQwvF12fnJqHxvgYtdREIZqbLVwW/w419-h402/Uma_taca_para_ti_1_Jrd.jpg" width="419" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b style="font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Escrito neste dia, em 2019, em livro de 2021... (10)</span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">(Continuando esta sequência de poemas, cada um deles escrito no dia e mês em que se está, um de vários, mas de um ano anterior).</span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">A capa do livro encontra-se no lado esquerdo do blog.</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Jrd, 2022-05-25</span></p><div><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></div>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-71402166583368816372022-05-24T20:06:00.000+01:002022-05-24T20:06:17.950+01:00Ruela de Évora<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzKlg4VCETPx-1zMgbfQq2TDWzvWcPsgBdBe-Jkd0xHdzd8inDRBeWRBims6JLV-P5QbqMxoYY15pnns_3tzEfgCVc7cFY4z8NvB2FDygcDePNv4r0NNuSDfABTUFSTeFLI3LB6dOQ06ZdRXdrIXhu9sJwVcxpD_03kABzj1yAp8feNjx27ZCAaOYq/s1329/Ruela_de_Evora_1_Jrd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1329" data-original-width="1004" height="572" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzKlg4VCETPx-1zMgbfQq2TDWzvWcPsgBdBe-Jkd0xHdzd8inDRBeWRBims6JLV-P5QbqMxoYY15pnns_3tzEfgCVc7cFY4z8NvB2FDygcDePNv4r0NNuSDfABTUFSTeFLI3LB6dOQ06ZdRXdrIXhu9sJwVcxpD_03kABzj1yAp8feNjx27ZCAaOYq/w431-h572/Ruela_de_Evora_1_Jrd.jpg" width="431" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p><b style="color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Escrito neste dia, em 2012, em livro de 2018... (9)</span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">(Continuando esta sequência de poemas, cada um deles escrito no dia e mês em que se está, um de vários, mas de um ano anterior).</span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">A capa do livro encontra-se no lado esquerdo do blog.</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Jrd, 2022-05-24</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-24719854160162869172022-05-23T22:19:00.000+01:002022-05-23T22:19:11.790+01:00Enxada, pena e canto<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVoEzt8CUKWdp4QaVBMewvgPG85gRO3IkOzX9gUejKaVLfvU9YBzXw-NCQz4RQyih_KT9xh9JI4YJSSr9e2Z32_fRTTe9nmG5MGcDhva4wRzVaTcW7FkDs9QbXFcblqW8DC2g7xBAXfGE80_GgtYpol0ZedFko7NwnqDNz1GWjdY-u5ySpVIDLrovh/s1240/Enxada_pena_e_canto_1_Jrd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1240" data-original-width="916" height="562" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVoEzt8CUKWdp4QaVBMewvgPG85gRO3IkOzX9gUejKaVLfvU9YBzXw-NCQz4RQyih_KT9xh9JI4YJSSr9e2Z32_fRTTe9nmG5MGcDhva4wRzVaTcW7FkDs9QbXFcblqW8DC2g7xBAXfGE80_GgtYpol0ZedFko7NwnqDNz1GWjdY-u5ySpVIDLrovh/w415-h562/Enxada_pena_e_canto_1_Jrd.jpg" width="415" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Escrito neste dia, em 2017, em livro de 2018... (8)</span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">(Continuando esta sequência de poemas, cada um deles escrito no dia e mês em que se está, um de vários, mas de um ano anterior).</span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">A capa do livro encontra-se no lado esquerdo do blog.</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Jrd, 2022-05-23</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957314200721634511.post-91365099637262867642022-05-22T20:52:00.001+01:002022-05-22T20:52:52.285+01:00Tu, terra, Eva...<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHBZmpgJ24km6iC4Hju0TY3sYKKbkmY5xQ8_XnIbrBmeKNU9bnRkqCH3gnOKoITrnTRQo_YeY-W8fOwzG0HlnQJGG8bP-trgElu6BrCW-hAR3hNLKwaXZyvl6m4Q7val4-g7dPK36U3xEE8YrK95khawYhxgPs_g-slkNknE_stmoJVTcGOi5afw5W/s1152/Tu_terra_Eva_1_Jrd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1152" data-original-width="797" height="598" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHBZmpgJ24km6iC4Hju0TY3sYKKbkmY5xQ8_XnIbrBmeKNU9bnRkqCH3gnOKoITrnTRQo_YeY-W8fOwzG0HlnQJGG8bP-trgElu6BrCW-hAR3hNLKwaXZyvl6m4Q7val4-g7dPK36U3xEE8YrK95khawYhxgPs_g-slkNknE_stmoJVTcGOi5afw5W/w413-h598/Tu_terra_Eva_1_Jrd.jpg" width="413" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Escrito neste dia, em 2012, em livro de 2018... (7)</span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><b><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></b></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;">(Continuando esta sequência de poemas, cada um deles escrito no dia e mês em que se está, um de vários, mas de um ano anterior).</span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><i><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></i></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">A capa do livro encontra-se no lado esquerdo do blog.</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;">Jrd, 2022-05-22</span></p><p style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: blue; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 15.4px;"><br /></p>José Rodrigues Diashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10491799529218035853noreply@blogger.com0