I assume the responsibility of watching a dreams' parade just now that the whole conquested liberties guarantee to me the right of indifference and the nocturnal breeze over the quay-bridge on River Geba provides me comfort enough. There are lights in the Ilhéu do Rei and Cumeré and in the bo…

6 days ago / 851 visits / 10 comments / 6 people like

The window panes make the refraction of the flying light towards the horizon looking for the night and the illuminated windows of the empty buildings. The purple light watched from far away is from the spilled blood in the buildings' facades gently right now yes inhabited by shadows. A…

2 weeks ago / 785 visits / 8 comments / 4 people like

The navigation starts by nightfall and slows down at night magnificent of solitude global nothing at the empty sockets even from blue eyes the sky also uncoloured once the optical illusion sees blue everywhere or maybe green upon my word this is certainly the sea's colour navigation's aby…

3 weeks ago / 822 visits / 4 comments / 4 people like

The fern waves sea of roots captured by land of free surf its vegetal condition claims the wind's shake for the light whisper through my eyes before loss into the sky /// O feto ondula mar de raízes capturadas na terra de livre rebentação sua condição vegetal reclama o frémito do vento para que a l…

4 weeks ago / 429 visits / 2 comments / 3 people like

Slow trembling sparse through the senses of my body vibration without roots neither soul nor reason lasts long rhythmic breath in the dream of my sleeping body. Tremor lento esparso no corpo de meus sentidos vibração sem raízes nem alma nem razão que perdura sopro cadenciado no s…

5 weeks ago / 1 141 visits / 13 comments / 6 people like

Through the Strait of Hormuz, now blocked by Iran, pass the ships that carry a fifth of the world's oil. Five hundred years ago, for over a century (1515-1622), Portugal dominated the strait and the trade exchanges that then passed through it, occupying the Hormuz Island with the Fort of Our Lady Co…

6 weeks ago / 47 visits

I stay here for a short time may it be so time is pressing my will to be lost here there over there infinitely anywhere. (to read the original Portuguese version please click on the figure) www.ipernity.com/blog/armando.taborda/98 691 by Armando TABORDA, in "SINFONIA EM DOR MENOR", Edi…

6 weeks ago / 815 visits / 7 comments / 5 people like

Nothing justifies our destiny of shadows nor fire nor flame nor ember we just burn sparks jumping from the fire crackle for instants and scintillate in the smoke that extinguishes them. Nada justifica nosso destino de sombras nem fogueira nem chama nem brasa ardemos simplesmente…

8 weeks ago / 781 visits / 4 comments / 1 person likes

Past the fountain out of repair And the boarded diner A small studio You'd never told anyone about Where old clothes have remained Right where you've dumped them Side by side With random notes and sketches When someone close to you Has a different idea of what you represent He insisted You'll write…

2 months ago / 467 visits / 2 comments / 2 people like

because the bastard you are begins to curse soon in morning the opal light that comes in through the window and the rain falling in circles on the avenue's asphalt it doesn't mean that there is no reason to smile to life just now that you are editing this bit of text into the Internet that will be r…

2 months ago / 528 visits / 7 comments / 6 people like

RENEWED TIDE Night' sour is diluted by morning's heat anguish dives into an ocean of every fish - mammal - shell fish - jellyfish - sticky alga of thought. At night a renewed tide casts ashore solitude becomes endangered by moonlight hope survives in the abyss non-stop multiplication…

2 months ago / 693 visits / 2 comments / 2 people like

The Man is to God as the machine is to Man. If the refrigerator does not know how cold produces for the benefit of Man Man does not know what makes for profit of God. /// O Homem está para Deus como a máquina para o Homem. Se o frigorífico não sabe do frio que produz em proveito do Homem também o Ho…

2 months ago / 797 visits / 5 comments / 6 people like

I dare to claim the vastness of dawn on me without text nor reading nor dream. Leave me the peace of waiting for light in the solitude of this writer from moderate expression. Atrevo-me a reivindicar a vastidão da madrugada em mim sem texto nem leitura nem sonho. Deixem-me a paz da…

3 months ago / 835 visits / 9 comments / 2 people like

I'm getting lost through crossed ways complex deflections infinite paths I don't come back nor I run away from future of uncertain ways complex fears infinite dreams. Determined I carry on and stumble I fall to the ground and stay moribund herald of the time being my face drowns in sh…

3 months ago / 618 visits / 4 comments / 2 people like

Nothing is all that remains from everything we are given by life the day the night the joy the pain the writing the voice the colour the sound the love the friendship the mystery the dream the art the work the time the space the finite the infinite the eternal the glory the god the devil the dust.…

3 months ago / 355 visits / 5 comments / 4 people like