Tens que largar a mão - Tiago Bettencourt

Anne Sexton - The Room of My Life

Here,

in the room of my life

the objects keep changing.

Ashtrays to cry into,

the suffering brother of the wood walls,

the forty-eight keys of the typewriter

each an eyeball that is never shut,

the books, each a contestant in a beauty contest,   

the black chair, a dog coffin made of Naugahyde,   

the sockets on the wall

waiting like a cave of bees,

the gold rug

a conversation of heels and toes,

the fireplace

a knife waiting for someone to pick it up,

the sofa, exhausted with the exertion of a whore,   

the phone

two flowers taking root in its crotch,

the doors

opening and closing like sea clams,

the lights

poking at me,

lighting up both the soil and the laugh.

The windows,

the starving windows

that drive the trees like nails into my heart.   

Each day I feed the world out there

although birds explode

right and left.

I feed the world in here too,

offering the desk puppy biscuits.

However, nothing is just what it seems to be.   

My objects dream and wear new costumes,

compelled to, it seems, by all the words in my hands   

and the sea that bangs in my throat.

Anne Sexton - 'The Room of My Life', from The Complete Poems of Anne Sexton (Boston: Houghton Mifflin, 1981)

Nouvelle Vague - In a manner of Speaking

The Day - Kenneth Goldsmith

Metropolitan Forecast

          D8 L THE NEW YORK TIMES TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 11, 2001

          Metropolitan Forecast

          today Less humid, sunshine

          High 79. Noticeably less humid air will filter into the metropolitan region on. Brisk winds from the northwest. High pressure building east from the Great Lakes will promote mainly sunny skies. Daytime readings will peak in the lower 80’s.

          tonight Clear, lighter winds

          Low 62. Skies will be clear overnight as high pressure crests near the Middle Atlantic Coast. Humidity will remain low, and temperatures will fall to around 60 degrees in many spots.

          tomorrow Mainly sunny

          High 76. Sunshine and just a few clouds will fill the sky. Breezes will turn and blow from the south ahead of a cold front approaching from Canada.

Islam

          e2 the new york times, tuesday, september 11, 2001

          ARTS ABROAD

          Continued From First Arts Page

          On Islam, Mr. Houellebecq went still further, deriding his estranged mother for converting to Islam and proclaiming that, while all monotheistic religions were “cretinous,” “the most stupid religion is Islam.” And he added: “When you read the Koran, you give up. At least the Bible is

          Sexual tourism

          and inflammatory

          remarks about

          Palestinians.

          very beautiful because Jews have an extraordinary literary talent.” And later, noting that “Islam is a dangerous religion,” he said it was condemned to disappear, not only because God does not exist but also because it was being undermined by capitalism.

Poetry (July/August 2009). Retirado daqui.

The National - Fake Empire

Death Cab for Cutie - I will follow you Into the Dark

Explicação da Eternidade - José Luís Peixoto

devagar, o tempo transforma tudo em tempo. 
o ódio transforma-se em tempo, o amor 
transforma-se em tempo, a dor transforma-se 
em tempo. 

os assuntos que julgámos mais profundos, 
mais impossíveis, mais permanentes e imutáveis, 
transformam-se devagar em tempo. 

por si só, o tempo não é nada. 
a idade de nada é nada. 
a eternidade não existe. 
no entanto, a eternidade existe. 

os instantes dos teus olhos parados sobre mim eram eternos. 
os instantes do teu sorriso eram eternos. 
os instantes do teu corpo de luz eram eternos. 

foste eterna até ao fim. 

José Luís Peixoto, in "A Casa, A Escuridão"