<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554</id><updated>2012-01-28T14:28:53.701Z</updated><title type='text'>Palavras Soltas</title><subtitle type='html'>Palavras Soltas

Palavras e Pensamentos Soltos em Poesia</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>268</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-4665626254099355291</id><published>2012-01-26T22:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2012-01-26T22:13:14.867Z</updated><title type='text'>Invento-te</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_soZqdmUvIeI/S_AiiI-kH_I/AAAAAAAAPjY/Byc11EyBQ2s/s400/SENSUAL_AMO.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_soZqdmUvIeI/S_AiiI-kH_I/AAAAAAAAPjY/Byc11EyBQ2s/s400/SENSUAL_AMO.jpeg" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mergulho no teu retrato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e aqui de longe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;saudosa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;beijo-te os lábios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e invento o toque da tua mão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que me mima os seios famintos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e me traz a paz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ao meu aconchego.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tu não sabes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mas segredo-te gemidos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e deixo que me penetres&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em pensamento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e em espasmos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sou néctar da tua boca,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sou alma, sou tua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Invento-te aqui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e sou verso e teu poema.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-4665626254099355291?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/4665626254099355291/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=4665626254099355291' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/4665626254099355291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/4665626254099355291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2012/01/invento-te.html' title='Invento-te'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_soZqdmUvIeI/S_AiiI-kH_I/AAAAAAAAPjY/Byc11EyBQ2s/s72-c/SENSUAL_AMO.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-5617961130205590238</id><published>2011-12-30T00:13:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-30T00:14:18.583Z</updated><title type='text'>Entre o sonho e a saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/300496_2425912368481_1271682077_2875971_1441561754_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="https://fbcdn-sphotos-a.akamaihd.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/300496_2425912368481_1271682077_2875971_1441561754_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Vivo entre o sonho e a saudade&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;e vejo-te em cada partícula do tempo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;onde te beijo e respiro.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Ardo na volúpia e o tempo pára.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Acontece amor nos teus braços&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;e desejo no teu sabor a "quero-te"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;feito de silêncios e olhares&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;que soltam borboletas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;no ventre incendiado, inquieto,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;que clama a tua presença.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;É urgente ter-te agora,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;não apenas nas memórias&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;guardadas na caixa do meu céu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Sinto-te perto, aqui comigo,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;nos dedos entrelaçados,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;lábios unidos,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;almas gémeas impregnadas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;de fantasias líricas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;e odores incessantes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;Vivo entre o sonho e a saudade,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;entre o medo e a certeza,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;sem pronúncia de amor.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-5617961130205590238?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/5617961130205590238/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=5617961130205590238' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/5617961130205590238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/5617961130205590238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2011/12/entre-o-sonho-e-saudade.html' title='Entre o sonho e a saudade'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-474714970692403457</id><published>2011-11-29T18:18:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-11-29T18:18:00.188Z</updated><title type='text'>Dueto com Emanuel Lomelino no livro Licença Poética [duetos lomelinos]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CFo8Jzfru-w/TtQXucSWbAI/AAAAAAAAAxI/bxIsNd_9oFc/s400/CAPA_L%257E1.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;NADA MAIS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[com vera sousa silva]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Busco a paz nos teus olhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e repouso no teu beijo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;carente de ternura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Num abraço há um poema&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;perfeito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;respirado nos corpos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vivemos poesia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e nada mais sobra&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;para além do amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quero a serenidade dos lábios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;onde me vejo deitado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;vazio de ânsias.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Num beijo há um verbo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;intemporal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;conjugando vontades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somos poesia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e nada mais existe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;para além de nós.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amadordoverso.blogspot.com/"&gt;EMANUEL LOMELINO&lt;/a&gt;, in LICENÇA POÉTICA [Duetos Lomelinos], &amp;nbsp;Lua de Marfim, 2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Para adquirir este livro pode consultar as livrarias em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://luademarfimeditora.blogspot.com/p/eventos.html" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Lua de Marfim Editora&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;, ou pedi-lo autografado directamente ao autor para&lt;i&gt; manulomelino.mail@sapo.pt&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-474714970692403457?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/474714970692403457/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=474714970692403457' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/474714970692403457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/474714970692403457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2011/11/dueto-com-emanuel-lomelino-no-livro.html' title='Dueto com Emanuel Lomelino no livro Licença Poética [duetos lomelinos]'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CFo8Jzfru-w/TtQXucSWbAI/AAAAAAAAAxI/bxIsNd_9oFc/s72-c/CAPA_L%257E1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-5312282667283895760</id><published>2011-11-28T23:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-28T23:04:10.433Z</updated><title type='text'>"Na quinta do Tio Tomásio - e outras histórias". de Manuela Fonseca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xfDtYUsbGaI/TsPxzHxzT1I/AAAAAAAAAIE/Z_kjRew3NFo/s1600/Convite_Tio+Tomasio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xfDtYUsbGaI/TsPxzHxzT1I/AAAAAAAAAIE/Z_kjRew3NFo/s400/Convite_Tio+Tomasio.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Autora, &lt;a href="http://ensaios-poeticos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Manuela Fonseca&lt;/a&gt; e a &lt;a href="http://luademarfimeditora.blogspot.com/"&gt;Editora Lua de Marfim&lt;/a&gt;, têm o prazer de convidar V.Exa a assistir à Sessão de Lançamento do livro "Na quinta do Tio Tomásio - e outras histórias". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O evento terá lugar no dia 3 de Dezembro, pelas 15,30 horas na Biblioteca Municipal do Palácio da Qta. da Piedade, sito na Rua Padre Manuel Duarte, Póvoa de Sta. Iria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momentos musicais a cargo de Henrique Marques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obra e Autora serão apresentadas pelo poeta &lt;a href="http://amadordoverso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Emanuel Lomelino&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-5312282667283895760?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/5312282667283895760/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=5312282667283895760' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/5312282667283895760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/5312282667283895760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2011/11/na-quinta-do-tio-tomasio-e-outras.html' title='&quot;Na quinta do Tio Tomásio - e outras histórias&quot;. de Manuela Fonseca'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xfDtYUsbGaI/TsPxzHxzT1I/AAAAAAAAAIE/Z_kjRew3NFo/s72-c/Convite_Tio+Tomasio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-7150207805197962392</id><published>2011-11-28T22:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-28T22:57:48.768Z</updated><title type='text'>Memória das Cidades, de Vítor Cintra e Máscara da Luz de António MR Martins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMj-O0zL65k/TrxZ10xBYhI/AAAAAAAACHE/2MiRGOwLTGk/s1600/2011-12-04+-+lx_amrm_vc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JMj-O0zL65k/TrxZ10xBYhI/AAAAAAAACHE/2MiRGOwLTGk/s400/2011-12-04+-+lx_amrm_vc.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No próximo dia 4 de Dezembro, acontecerá o lançamento simultâneo dos livros&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; «Memória das Cidades»&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; de &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://umpoemadevezemquando.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vítor Cintra&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;e &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;«Máscara da Luz»&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; de &lt;a href="http://poesia-avulsa.blogspot.com/"&gt;António MR Martins&lt;/a&gt;. As apresentações serão feitas, respectivamente pela escritora Vera Sousa Silva e pela Dra. Catarina Boavida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A cerimónia de lançamento em simultâneo, de ambos os livros foi decidida, de comum acordo, pelos autores e pela editora, para destacar o facto de cada um dos livros ser o quinto, que a Editora Temas Originais publica, de cada um dos autores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A cerimónia terá lugar no Auditório do Campo Grande, nº 56, em Lisboa, pelas 16,00 horas, e a entrada é livre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-7150207805197962392?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/7150207805197962392/comments/default' title='Enviar 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tenho medo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;desta loucura chamada amor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;que m'abraça e leva&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;para outro lugar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;onde nada há mais&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;que alegria e certeza!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Apavoram-me as lágrimas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;que se soltam,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e frágil, frágil,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;assim me sinto.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Não quero precisar de ti&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;quando não estás presente,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nem te quero querer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nesta saudade&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;que me morde a alma.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tenho medo!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Medo de te amar demais,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;medo que percebas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;o volume inalcançável&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;desta coisa chamada amor.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-9178425624632747680?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/9178425624632747680/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=9178425624632747680' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/9178425624632747680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/9178425624632747680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2011/10/tenho-medo.html' title='Tenho medo'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UCfxgWHzU98/SquWf0XHQ5I/AAAAAAAAA3I/ligjrsPHvZM/s72-c/love12.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-3588143671723850081</id><published>2011-10-20T23:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T00:31:06.319+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Licença Poética [duetos lomelinos]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QAB41XySdK8/TnUho328e7I/AAAAAAAAAw8/ZfcTGeWS9sY/s1600/Convite+Licen%25C3%25A7a+po%25C3%25A9tica.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QAB41XySdK8/TnUho328e7I/AAAAAAAAAw8/ZfcTGeWS9sY/s400/Convite+Licen%25C3%25A7a+po%25C3%25A9tica.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;O autor,&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://amadordoverso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Emanuel Lomelino&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;e a editora&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://luademarfim.pt/"&gt;Lua de Marfim&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;têm o grato prazer de convidar V. Ex.ª a estar presente no lançamento&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;do seu livro,&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Licença Poética&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;, [duetos lomelinos]&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O evento terá lugar dia 22 de Outubro de 2011, pelas 19:00 H,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;no auditório do Campo Grande, 56 em Lisboa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obra e autor serão apresentados por&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://pretexto-classico.blogspot.com/"&gt;José Luis Outono&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este evento contará com a actuação da&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://bandasmente.blogspot.com/"&gt;Banda Smente&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;EMANUEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jesus Silva Freitas&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;LOMELINO&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;nasceu a 29 de Janeiro de 1972 numa casa em Camarate que já não existe por culpa do progresso. É o mais velho de três filhos de uma relação entre um alfacinha e uma minhota que acabou tragicamente há 30 anos. A paixão pela poesia ninguém sabe quando nasceu nem porquê mas com os anos ela foi ganhando espaço até se tornar no que é hoje; uma parte importante da sua vida. Durante muitos anos, os poemas que escrevia ficaram escondidos dos olhares alheios tendo-se perdido uma fatia substancial da produção poética. Com a aquisição do computador, por influência do amigo de infância, Paulo Santos (Tarota), começou a guardar os seus escritos mais antigos e a produzir com muito mais frequência. Em 2008, depois de criar um blogue sobre literatura e tomar conhecimento das potencialidades da internet, decidiu começar a divulgar a sua poesia na blogosfera e as reacções recebidas deram-lhe a motivação necessária para prosseguir esta sua viagem pelo mundo da poesia.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;É o autor dos livros&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;“Amador do Verso”&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Fevereiro 2010) e&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;“Aprendiz de Poeta”&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Dezembro 2010), pela editora Temas Originais.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-3588143671723850081?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/3588143671723850081/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=3588143671723850081' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3588143671723850081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3588143671723850081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2011/09/licenca-poetica-duetos-lomelinos_17.html' title='Licença Poética [duetos lomelinos]'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QAB41XySdK8/TnUho328e7I/AAAAAAAAAw8/ZfcTGeWS9sY/s72-c/Convite+Licen%25C3%25A7a+po%25C3%25A9tica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-2016710487043041864</id><published>2011-10-20T23:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T00:26:59.430+01:00</updated><title type='text'>“Passos espalhados pelo chão”, de Paulo Afonso Ramos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-taFmnBDu09Y/TouHhXtpiHI/AAAAAAAAAxA/t0GKgdvu_98/s1600/convitePAR.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-taFmnBDu09Y/TouHhXtpiHI/AAAAAAAAAxA/t0GKgdvu_98/s400/convitePAR.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;A&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/LUADEMARFIM"&gt;Lua De Marfim Editora&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;e o escritor&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000012312843"&gt;Paulo Afonso Ramos&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;têm o grato prazer de convidar&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;V. Ex.ª a estar presente na apresentação da obra, &lt;i&gt;“Passos espalhados pelo chão”&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;que acontecerá no dia 22 de Outubro de 2011, pelas 17h00,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;no Auditório do Campo Grande 56, Lisboa.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Obra e autor serão apresentados pela escritora&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1271682077"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Paulo Afonso Ramos reside em Póvoa de Santa Iria e é um activista da Literatura, tendo participado em acções de promoção da leitura em diversas Instituições, sobretudo escolas. É um frequentador assíduo de tertúlias e de outros eventos onde os livros sejam contemplados. Exerceu funções de administrador, conjuntamente com outros escritores, do site Luso-Poemas. Em 2009 está na génese do projecto literário: a editora Temas Originais. Participou nas seguintes antologias: “Poiesis V” (Editorial Minerva, 2001); “Poiesis VI” (Editorial Minerva, 2001); “Antologia 2008 Luso-Poemas” (Edium editores, 2008); “Quem Acrescenta um Ponto” (Temas Originais, 2009). Foi convidado a prefaciar as obras: “Amar-te em silêncio”, de Vera Sousa Silva (Edium editores, 2009); “A Intermitência dos Sentidos”, de Octávio da Cunha (Temas Originais, 2009); “Canteiros de Esperança”, de Fernanda Esteves (Temas Originais, 2009); autor de um breve preâmbulo em: “Sinais do Silêncio”, de Rosa Maria Anselmo (Papiro editora, 2008); de uma breve nota introdutória em: “Desafios em fusão”, de Anna Ruta/Rui Reis (Temas Originais, 2009); e de um post-scriptum em: “Vida na Internet” de Magda Luna Pais (Temas Originais, 2009).&amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Apresentou as seguintes obras; “No Princípio era o Sol”, de Mel de Carvalho (Edium editores, 2008); “Antologia 2008 Luso-Poemas” (Edium editores, 2008); “Mergulho no mar da poesia”, de Carla Costeira (Edium editores, 2008); “Contos da Fogueira”, de Sant´Ana (Temas Originais, 2009); “Angústia, Razão e Nada”, de Henrique Pedro (Temas Originais, 2009); e “Entre o Longe e o Distante”, de Vítor Cintra (Temas Originais, 2009); “Etéreo”, de Gonçalo Lobo Pinheiro (Temas Originais, 2010); “O Último Beijo”, de Manuela Fonseca (Temas Originais, 2010); “O Viajante”, de Joel Flor Temas Originais, 2010); e “4 Folhas de 1 Mesmo Trevo”, de Fernanda Esteves Temas Originais, 2010);&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;;"&gt;Autonomamente, editou: “Vinte e cinco minutos de fantasia” (Edição do autor, 2006); “Mínimos Instantes” (Edium editores, 2008); “Caminho da vontade” (Temas Originais, 2009). “Entre as margens da memória” é o seu quarto livro.&amp;nbsp;Em 1 de Outubro de 2011 lança o seu último livro de poesia "Passos espalhados pelo chão" com a chancela da Lua de Marfim.&amp;nbsp;Em Fevereiro de 2011 cria a LUA DE MARFIM EDITORA.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-2016710487043041864?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/2016710487043041864/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=2016710487043041864' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/2016710487043041864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/2016710487043041864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2011/10/passos-espalhados-pelo-chao-de-paulo.html' title='“Passos espalhados pelo chão”, de Paulo Afonso Ramos'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-taFmnBDu09Y/TouHhXtpiHI/AAAAAAAAAxA/t0GKgdvu_98/s72-c/convitePAR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-3312159966350161608</id><published>2011-08-26T00:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T00:00:05.158+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu rio, meu amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://guiaecologico.files.wordpress.com/2011/07/gedc0308.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://guiaecologico.files.wordpress.com/2011/07/gedc0308.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;És rio que corre plácido&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;prodígio maior dos meus dias&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;incenso do meu corpo sedento.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Uno-me à tua sombra&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;buscando o oceano que t'espera&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;em caminho paciente, indelével...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Inquietam-me as trevas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;nas palavras silenciosas&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;que só teu olhar pronuncia&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;e em teu leito aguardo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;que nenúfares s'afoguem,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;lívida, desamparada...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;O medo é encosta íngreme&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;que subo em teu corpo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Hoje beijo a saliva&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;do teu curso&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;e sei-te inteiro,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;sei-te amor.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-3312159966350161608?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/3312159966350161608/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=3312159966350161608' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3312159966350161608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3312159966350161608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2011/08/meu-rio-meu-amor.html' title='Meu rio, meu amor'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-3124580752078727909</id><published>2011-08-20T00:15:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T00:15:00.705+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Algemada</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" aria-busy="false" aria-describedby="fbPhotoTheaterCaption" class="spotlight" height="369" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc6/185188_2234016291199_1271682077_2657388_5555735_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;Falar desta vontade de te ter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;e dos caminhos que percorro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;só, num silêncio profundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;envolto em nuvens negras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;e distantes...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;Tua, tua!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;Assim sou.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;Neste final de estrada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;em que te espero,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;onde o tempo não tem horas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;e os dias não envelhecem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;a esperança não morre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;nem se deita em cada buraco.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;Deito-me algemada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;a este amor traiçoeiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;que chegou sem aviso.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;Morro tua...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;"&gt;E tu nem sabes que vivi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-3124580752078727909?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/3124580752078727909/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=3124580752078727909' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3124580752078727909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3124580752078727909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2011/08/algemada.html' title='Algemada'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-2045770333782064535</id><published>2011-08-19T10:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T10:45:16.768+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Na Magia da Noite - na Rádio Popular FM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="11. Vera Sousa Silva - 19.08.jpg" height="250" id="the-pic" src="http://c8.quickcachr.fotos.sapo.pt/i/u9f077731/8962469_5LDt5.jpeg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoje vou estar &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popularfm.com/radio.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;aqui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coloco o texto, tal como está no blog da &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popularfm.com/programacao-as-rubricas/os-programas/1530"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rádio Popular FM:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Estimado amigo(a),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No próximo programa NA MAGIA DA NOITE,  sexta-feira, dia 19 de Agosto não teremos a magnifica presença da Maria Isabel  Rodrigues que anda algures pelo nosso lindo Portugal... Como o Pedro Nobre não  gosta de estar sozinho em estúdio vai ter uma presença especial da radialista  Lia Gomes que vive em Paris e veio matar saudades do seu país que é Portugal e  também fazer-nos companhia... A não perder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas o nosso programa, mesmo em tempo de férias,  não pára e assim sendo das 21h00 às 22h00, vamos dar voz aos poetas, ou seja,  você vai ligar para o estúdio através do nº 21 238 72 20 e ler os seu poemas, os  pensamentos, divagações e iremos passar as musicas que fazem bater mais forte os  corações. Por volta das 21h20 vamos oferecer mais um livro de poesia...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Já na segunda hora de programa, iremos ter a  presença da poetisa Vera Sousa Silva que nasceu em Lisboa, a 27 de Janeiro de  1974. Em 2007 lançou o seu primeiro livro de poesia "Pétalas Soltas" pela Corpos  Editora e, em Fevereiro de 2009, "Amar-te em Silêncio", pela Edium Editores. Em  2007 participou na antologia de poesia do site Luso-Poemas no género poesia e,  em 2008, com prosa poética. Escreve com assiduidade no seu blog &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b536d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; e no site de poesia: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.luso-poemas.net/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b536d; font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.luso-poemas.net&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;. No  mesmo site participou em alguns concursos, vencendo em Dezembro de 2006 o  Concurso “Poema de Natal” e em Junho de 2008 o “Concurso do Vinho”, ambos na  vertente de poesia, o que, desde 2006, lhe valeu o direito a condição de Membro  de Honra.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ao longo do programa iremos oferecer-lhe muitos  momentos musicais de puro romantismo... Vamos levantar o véu... Tony Carreira,  Adriana Lua, Alexandre Pires, Celina.... Mais não dizemos.... É já amanhã, na  sua rádio de eleição que o seu coração vai bater, mas bater tão forte que vai  ficar no mundo da lua e dos sonhos... Iremos também ter um momento de culinária  muito doce, somente para si.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Está desde já convidado a entrar no nosso mundo  mágico e partilhar connosco o que lhe vai na alma. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beijinhos e abraços,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pedro Nobre e Maria Isabel Rodrigues&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://namagiadanoite.blogs.sapo.pt/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na Magia da Noite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-2045770333782064535?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/2045770333782064535/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=2045770333782064535' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/2045770333782064535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/2045770333782064535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2011/08/na-magia-da-noite-na-radio-popular-fm.html' title='Na Magia da Noite - na Rádio Popular FM'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-7902825208260055794</id><published>2011-07-24T17:51:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T17:53:08.535+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dizias...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ag3xyFo6kw8/TixNYqqLmFI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Gl45F-Z9nPM/s1600/vera+sousa+silva.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="368" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ag3xyFo6kw8/TixNYqqLmFI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Gl45F-Z9nPM/s400/vera+sousa+silva.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tu dizias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;(e eu, menina, acreditava)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;que o equilíbrio da Terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;segurava o Sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;com a força do Amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Dizias, sorrindo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;que semeando eu colhia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;e valia a pena, se valia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;esperar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Dizias, tanto dizias,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;que o caminho da felicidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;era enfeitado de pedras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;mas caminhando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;(suavemente, sem pressa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;no fundo da estrada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;o chão era macio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Dizias, dizias-me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tanto me falavas da esperança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;e do amanhecer sublime,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;do feitiço do desejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;e da beleza da vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;da ânsia do corpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;e da loucura da mente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;do amor que teria...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Dizias...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E eu, menina, acreditava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;no que dizias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Hoje sou apenas Mulher!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-7902825208260055794?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/7902825208260055794/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=7902825208260055794' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/7902825208260055794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/7902825208260055794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2011/07/dizias.html' title='Dizias...'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ag3xyFo6kw8/TixNYqqLmFI/AAAAAAAAAwA/Gl45F-Z9nPM/s72-c/vera+sousa+silva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-3861948836702538666</id><published>2011-04-06T10:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T10:20:55.787+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A minha escolha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="271" id="il_fi" src="http://t1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcSS_vcViVuBybZQEgB08oO0dBRyaOYq03dOYCsAyycqjvmXrwn1&amp;amp;t=1" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Sou quem sabe da minha morte,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;escolho o tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;e a forma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;a banda sonora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;e a sequência final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Não quero flores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;de quem nunca me as deu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;com um sorriso perfumado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Não quero lágrimas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;de quem nunca me soube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;amar, como mereci.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Não quero palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;de quem nunca teve tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;nem paciência para me ouvir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Quero apenas poemas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;num livro branco,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;escritos pela alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;de quem um dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;morreu feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-3861948836702538666?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/3861948836702538666/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=3861948836702538666' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3861948836702538666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3861948836702538666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2011/04/minha-escolha.html' title='A minha escolha'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-8304844670037770979</id><published>2011-03-20T20:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-22T20:26:37.474Z</updated><title type='text'>Lançamento do Livro “Marcha atrás”, de Mário Nóbrega</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WzvNgsX6idY/TWV6Q-uQxQI/AAAAAAAAABI/qK2sVIyak4s/s1600/Convite.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WzvNgsX6idY/TWV6Q-uQxQI/AAAAAAAAABI/qK2sVIyak4s/s400/Convite.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;A Presidente da junta de Freguesia da Alcântara,&amp;nbsp;Dr.ª Isabel Leal de Faria, o autor,&amp;nbsp;Mário Nóbrega, e a&amp;nbsp;Lua de Marfim&amp;nbsp;têm o grato prazer de convidar V. Ex.ª a estar presente no Lançamento do Livro “Marcha atrás”, que terá lugar dia 26 de Março de 2011, pelas 16:30H, no Auditório da Junta de Freguesia de Alcântara, sito na Rua dos Lusíadas n.º 13, em Lisboa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obra e autor serão apresentados pelo Dr.&amp;nbsp;Ernesto Ferreira da Silva&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gratos pela sua preferência.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z2efQwwvxKg/TX_zdjreqlI/AAAAAAAAACI/y4FVZDtYHoQ/s1600/Marcha+atr%25C3%25A1s.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z2efQwwvxKg/TX_zdjreqlI/AAAAAAAAACI/y4FVZDtYHoQ/s400/Marcha+atr%25C3%25A1s.png" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sinopse:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“Marcha atrás vem minorar a escassez de produções literárias sobre o histórico bairro de Alcântara, um dos mais emblemáticos de Lisboa.” do prefácio de Ernesto Ferreira da Silva&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Breve biografia do autor:&amp;nbsp;Mário Nóbrega&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nasceu no dia 16 de Janeiro de 1950, em Lisboa, na Rua da Cruz a Alcântara, de onde saiu aos 22 anos de idade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fez os seus estudos na Escola Técnica Elementar Francisco de Arruda e na Escola Comercial Ferreira Borges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Começou a trabalhar aos 14 anos, numa companhia de seguros, e os seus primeiros passos no jornalismo foram dados aos 22 anos, em O Primeiro de Janeiro, seguindo-se um périplo por Jornal de Notícias, Gazeta dos Desportos, Golo, O JOGO (em todos trabalhou por duas vezes) e o diário. Teve, também, uma colaboração esporádica no Diário de Lisboa e no Público. O seu ingresso nos quadros de A BOLA aconteceu em Julho de 1993.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Neste seu trajecto de 39 anos no mundo do jornalismo desempenhou as funções de redactor principal, editor, subchefe e chefe de redacção.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-8304844670037770979?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/8304844670037770979/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=8304844670037770979' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/8304844670037770979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/8304844670037770979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2011/03/lancamento-do-livro-marcha-atras-de.html' title='Lançamento do Livro “Marcha atrás”, de Mário Nóbrega'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WzvNgsX6idY/TWV6Q-uQxQI/AAAAAAAAABI/qK2sVIyak4s/s72-c/Convite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-2479640557035458409</id><published>2011-03-14T00:42:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-03-14T00:42:43.286Z</updated><title type='text'>Tempo sem ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdDaQJzPvTI/AAAAAAAAAnM/pA05x_q0KdM/s400/Tempo+sem+ti.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdDaQJzPvTI/AAAAAAAAAnM/pA05x_q0KdM/s320/Tempo+sem+ti.bmp" width="313" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Houve um tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Em que o mar se atraiçoou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Deixando a fragilidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Da lua, divina,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tocar-lhe a espuma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E degustar-lhe o sal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Houve um tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Em que os pássaros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Se aquietaram no ninho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E as borboletas mordiscaram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;O repouso dos justos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Num desafio aos disformes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Houve um tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Em que o entorpecimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Me tomou a razão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E a hibernação o corpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Que jazia frio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E quase letal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Houve um tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Em que o tempo não contava,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A lágrima chorava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E o coração desesperava…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tempos houve…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Em que tu não estavas aqui!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-2479640557035458409?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/2479640557035458409/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=2479640557035458409' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/2479640557035458409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/2479640557035458409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2011/03/tempo-sem-ti.html' title='Tempo sem ti'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdDaQJzPvTI/AAAAAAAAAnM/pA05x_q0KdM/s72-c/Tempo+sem+ti.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-2495946188471574975</id><published>2011-02-18T23:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-18T23:57:01.325Z</updated><title type='text'>Lua de Marfim</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;Nasceu uma nova Editora:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://luademarfim.pt/?section=home"&gt;Lua de Marfim Editora&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--wqPrDUy0_I/TVh39T9KmyI/AAAAAAAAABA/YdSBluvRy2E/s1600/Logo+Lua+de+Marfim+png.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="179" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--wqPrDUy0_I/TVh39T9KmyI/AAAAAAAAABA/YdSBluvRy2E/s320/Logo+Lua+de+Marfim+png.PNG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"A Lua de Marfim é uma editora jovem, fundada em Fevereiro de 2011, cujo objectivo principal é promover a leitura, juntando as componentes lúdicas e orientadoras do livro.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="im"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;É uma editora generalista que também aposta em novos autores portugueses e de grandes ideias, que marcam a diferença pela qualidade.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Temos uma equipa arrojada a trabalhar para criar grandes livros.&lt;br /&gt;Queremos encontrar grandes autores e transformá-los nos melhores escritores nacionais."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #222222; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://freesoul2009.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/desejo3.jpg?w=283&amp;amp;h=400" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://freesoul2009.files.wordpress.com/2009/03/desejo3.jpg?w=283&amp;amp;h=400" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #333333; line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Há no ar um cheiro de amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;que exala dos corpos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;unidos num beijo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;onde as bocas são apenas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;cúmplices apaixonadas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;de palavras escondidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;debaixo de lençóis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;onde os golfinhos dançam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;como nós...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Olho-te e entrego-me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;quente, intensa, tua...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;O bater do coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;apressado pelo desejo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;canta-te ao ouvido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;e tu, poeta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;tatuas versos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;na minha (tua) alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Em sintonia vivemos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;e esperamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;pela derradeira palavra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;de amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-7665943350873156695?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/7665943350873156695/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=7665943350873156695' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/7665943350873156695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/7665943350873156695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2011/01/em-sintonia-se-espera.html' title='Em sintonia se espera'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-6279544540382068973</id><published>2010-12-14T23:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-12-14T23:25:08.997Z</updated><title type='text'>Desejo-te para além da racionalidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzR91woCnuY/S8SFHLpAV-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/S049MwwFxDw/s1600/Dia-do-Beijo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="316" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzR91woCnuY/S8SFHLpAV-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/S049MwwFxDw/s400/Dia-do-Beijo.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Há um beijo guardado no tempo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;algures entre o presente e o futuro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;onde os lábios se tocam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ao sabor da ventania das mãos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O corpo cede,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;estremece...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O desejo instala-se&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lírico, como os versos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do teu poema.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A alma enlouquece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;amante do sonho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em que os lábios se cruzam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e o beijo nos perde!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-6279544540382068973?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/6279544540382068973/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=6279544540382068973' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/6279544540382068973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/6279544540382068973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2010/12/desejo-te-para-alem-da-racionalidade.html' title='Desejo-te para além da racionalidade'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kzR91woCnuY/S8SFHLpAV-I/AAAAAAAAAB0/S049MwwFxDw/s72-c/Dia-do-Beijo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-6588211037434682376</id><published>2010-12-03T23:58:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-12-04T00:02:47.772Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia 11 em Lisboa, dois amigos, dois livros</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://temas-originais.pt/IMG/dados_index/convite_emanuel_lomelino2_lx.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://temas-originais.pt/IMG/dados_index/convite_emanuel_lomelino2_lx.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;O autor &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://amadordoverso.blogspot.com/"&gt;Emanuel Lomelino&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;e a Temas Originais têm o prazer de o(a) convidar a estar presente na sessão de lançamento do livro "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aprendiz de Poeta"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;, a ter lugar no Auditório do Campo Grande, 56, em Lisboa, no próximo dia 11 de Dezembro pelas 16.00.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Obra e autor serão apresentados pelo poeta Xavier Zarco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;EMANUEL Jesus Silva Freitas LOMELINO nasceu a 29 de Janeiro de 1972 numa casa em Camarate que já não existe por culpa do progresso. É o mais velho de três filhos de uma relação entre um alfacinha e uma minhota que acabou tragicamente há 30 anos. A paixão pela poesia ninguém sabe quando nasceu nem porquê mas com os anos ela foi ganhando espaço até se tornar no que é hoje; uma parte importante da sua vida. Durante muitos anos, os poemas que escrevia ficaram escondidos dos olhares alheios tendo-se perdido uma fatia substancial da produção poética. Com a aquisição do computador, há pouco mais de três anos, por influência do amigo de infância, Paulo Santos (Tarota), começou a guardar os seus escritos mais antigos e a produzir com muito mais frequência. Em 2008, depois de criar um blogue sobre literatura e tomar conhecimento das potencialidades da internet, decidiu começar a divulgar a sua poesia na blogosfera e as reacções recebidas deram-lhe a motivação necessária para prosseguir esta sua viagem pelo mundo da poesia. Amador do Verso, o seu primeiro livro é apenas mais um degrau nesta escalada.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://temas-originais.pt/IMG/dados_index/convite_manuela_fonseca_2_lx.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://temas-originais.pt/IMG/dados_index/convite_manuela_fonseca_2_lx.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A autora,&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://ensaios-poeticos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Manuela Fonseca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, e a Temas Originais têm o prazer de o convidar a estar presente na sessão de apresentação do livro “&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poesia sem remetente&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;”&lt;/b&gt; a ter lugar no Auditório do Campo Grande, 56, em Lisboa, no próximo dia 11 de Dezembro, pelas 19:00.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Obra e autora serão apresentados pelo poeta António MR Martins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Maria Manuela Félix da Fonseca dos Santos Amaral nasceu a 6 de Março de 1956, em Moscavide. Andou na escola até à frequência do 9º ano, que nunca chegou a terminar, pelas vicissitudes da vida. Começou a despontar para a escrita na adolescência. Mais tarde, em 1986, redigiu o seu 1º poema: "O Meu Alento". Paralelamente, escreveu Histórias Infantis e alguns Textos Humorísticos. De 1988 a 1990, muitos dos seus trabalhos (poesia, prosa e outros textos) foram publicados nos jornais "Correio da Manhã" e "Diário de Notícias". Em 1991, num concurso realizado pela Rádio Comercial, num programa da Filomena Crespo, ganhou o 1º prémio com o texto "2012 – Ano do Tédio ". Foi animadora de uma rádio local, decorria o ano 1992, em dois programas: um de informação e outro virado para a poesia e música portuguesa. Fez um curso livre de Literatura Portuguesa, durante três meses, no ano 1993. Participou em Jogos Florais “Literatura Oral e Conto”, integrados no programa Leitura &amp;amp; Cultura da Fundação Calouste Gulbenkian, onde obteve um diploma de participação. Em Novembro de 2006, realizou um evento cultural de Música, Poesia e Dança, ao qual deu o nome - “No Limiar das Palavras” – uma das suas poesias. Em 13 de Junho de 2007, teve conhecimento do site “Luso Poemas” pela mão da amiga e poetisa Conceição Bernardino. Actualmente, escreve no seu blogue: http://ensaios-poéticos.blogspot.com. E em Setembro de 2007, publicou o seu primeiro e único livro de poesia: “No Limiar das Palavras”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Brinco com as letras, nos momentos em que saio de mim, e, volto um pouco mais tarde, para te mostrar onde fui. Depois, sento-me na poltrona do Tempo e, cheia de paciência, ponho-me a olhar... “&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-6588211037434682376?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/6588211037434682376/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=6588211037434682376' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/6588211037434682376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/6588211037434682376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2010/12/dia-11-em-lisboa-dois-amigos-dois.html' title='Dia 11 em Lisboa, dois amigos, dois livros'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-4932081463798893720</id><published>2010-10-31T01:59:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T02:02:57.153Z</updated><title type='text'>Estado de sítio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/TMzNaA4D6wI/AAAAAAAAAvw/I3LMZToZnxw/s1600/Portugal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/TMzNaA4D6wI/AAAAAAAAAvw/I3LMZToZnxw/s400/Portugal.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Que importância tem esta gente&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;que rouba, atraiçoa, mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;sem qualquer tipo de pudor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quanta fome aqui se passa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;enquanto vive em estado de graça&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;o político sem valor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quantas mãos serão precisas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;para que atitudes concisas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;mudem o estado da nação?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Queremos fazer a mudança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;criando rios de esperança...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quantos braços se erguerão?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-4932081463798893720?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/4932081463798893720/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=4932081463798893720' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/4932081463798893720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/4932081463798893720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2010/10/estado-de-sitio.html' title='Estado de sítio'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/TMzNaA4D6wI/AAAAAAAAAvw/I3LMZToZnxw/s72-c/Portugal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-6277420375069307253</id><published>2010-10-15T12:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T12:49:46.591+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Um beijo caído no poema</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/TLg_ynUNANI/AAAAAAAAAvs/aF7ZRixqn6A/s1600/O+GIrassol+e+a+borboleta+-+capa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/TLg_ynUNANI/AAAAAAAAAvs/aF7ZRixqn6A/s400/O+GIrassol+e+a+borboleta+-+capa.jpg" width="351" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Há um beijo caído&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;na respiração do poema,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;adormecido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;na saudade das mãos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ousadas do poeta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sangrando lágrimas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;vertendo palavras,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;calando versos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Há loucura no corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que viaja na luz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;descobrindo um girassol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;na tranquila eternidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/TG8uMgpAHeI/AAAAAAAAAvc/FyYx4DT2GiQ/s400/Candle+Lights.jpg" width="311" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Em fogo a carne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que queima,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;arde,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;portas abertas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;à fantasia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Corpo de seda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;deitado no poema,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;velas acesas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em chão dos teus versos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mãos que partilham&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;toques subtis,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;num quero e não quero,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;à frente, atrás...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em fogo a carne&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que queima,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;arde...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E as velas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;enroscam-me a ti!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-1114226782788185749?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/1114226782788185749/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=1114226782788185749' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/1114226782788185749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/1114226782788185749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2010/08/em-fogo-carne.html' title='Em fogo a carne'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/TG8uMgpAHeI/AAAAAAAAAvc/FyYx4DT2GiQ/s72-c/Candle+Lights.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-4738402444349542099</id><published>2010-06-27T17:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T17:10:00.835+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Às vezes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MDMH4eP3x8/SxKMRxW_LmI/AAAAAAAAASI/kcbUcJa3jU0/s1600/anjo_lua_mar_-1228.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MDMH4eP3x8/SxKMRxW_LmI/AAAAAAAAASI/kcbUcJa3jU0/s400/anjo_lua_mar_-1228.gif" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Às vezes beijo-te os olhos com sorrisos e mergulho no bater no teu coração. Fico assim, meia tonta, sem saber bem o que dizer, sem saber o que pensas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Às vezes imagino que sentes o mesmo que eu e abraço-te com o pensamento. Então ficamos assim, juntos, unidos, como se fossemos um só.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu sei, eu bem sei que tenho uma imaginação muito fértil, que não interpreto bem os sinais, ou que os vejo como queria que fossem. Eu sei! Mas deixa-me ser assim, meia menina, meia mulher, meia de cabeça na lua...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Às vezes sonho contigo. E sim, sonho contigo acordada, mas é tão real, que chego a sentir o teu perfume, o teu cabelo entre os meus dedos, a tua pele no meu rosto, os teus lábios na minha língua ávida de ti. E então... e então sabes bem o que acontece a seguir, quando me deixo levar pela imaginação. O mundo não respira por breves momentos e acontece apenas magia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Às vezes, quando ouço a tua voz, as palavras transformam-se e saem apenas vocábulos confusos, que me entram nos ouvidos como palavras de amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Às vezes sei que sou mesmo tonta e odeio-me por ser assim, mas insisto em beijar-te os olhos com sorrisos, em ser apenas eu, apaixonadamente mulher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-4738402444349542099?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/4738402444349542099/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=4738402444349542099' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/4738402444349542099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/4738402444349542099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2010/06/as-vezes.html' title='Às vezes...'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3MDMH4eP3x8/SxKMRxW_LmI/AAAAAAAAASI/kcbUcJa3jU0/s72-c/anjo_lua_mar_-1228.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-4926251417589148893</id><published>2010-06-25T02:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T02:13:02.903+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E foi assim na Amadora...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Foi uma tarde bonita, entre amigos e sorrisos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Agradeço ao Exmo. Senhor Vereador da Cultura Dr. António Moreira e à Dra. Cecília Neves, pela oportunidade de estar presente com "Traços do Destino e outros contos" no primeiro aniversário da Biblioteca Fernando Piteira Santos, na Amadora, a minha cidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quero agradecer também à editora Temas Originais por ter acreditado em mim e no meu livro, ao Carlos Teixeira Luís, que o apresentou divinamente, ao Vítor Cintra, que me deu a honra enorme de escrever o prefácio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; 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line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;Um abraço a todos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-4926251417589148893?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/4926251417589148893/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=4926251417589148893' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/4926251417589148893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/4926251417589148893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2010/06/e-foi-assim-na-amadora.html' title='E foi assim na Amadora...'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/TCP86aPib0I/AAAAAAAAAu0/O6unp0MeMq0/s72-c/Mesa+de+Apresenta%C3%A7%C3%A3o.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-635392220446618116</id><published>2010-06-15T13:29:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T13:46:59.744+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Traços do Destino" na Amadora</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/TBdwc2qL77I/AAAAAAAAAus/l0NNTjAo3sA/s1600/convite_vss_amadora.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/TBdwc2qL77I/AAAAAAAAAus/l0NNTjAo3sA/s400/convite_vss_amadora.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Queridos Amigos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;no próximo Sábado, dia 19 de Junho, pelas 15 horas, será a apresentação do meu livro de contos&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; "Traços do Destino"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Gostaria muito que estivessem presentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;A apresentação está integrada no 1º Aniversário da &lt;em&gt;Biblioteca Municipal Fernando Piteira Santos&amp;nbsp;da Amadora&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;e é muito especial para mim, porque é uma apresentação na minha terra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;O Poeta e amigo &lt;a href="http://verderude.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carlos Teixeira Luís&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; estará mais uma vez a meu lado para apresentar a obra, que tem a chancela da &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.temas-originais.pt/autores/vera_sousa_silva.htm"&gt;Temas Originais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Um abraço e obrigada a todos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/TBdwaim5nII/AAAAAAAAAuk/GPKm143-2aA/s1600/Cartaz+das+comemora%C3%A7%C3%B5es+do+1%C2%BA+anivers%C3%A1rio.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qu="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/TBdwaim5nII/AAAAAAAAAuk/GPKm143-2aA/s400/Cartaz+das+comemora%C3%A7%C3%B5es+do+1%C2%BA+anivers%C3%A1rio.JPG" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O Presidente da Câmara Municipal da Amadora, Joaquim Moreira Raposo, a autora, Vera Sousa Silva, e a Temas Originais têm o prazer de o convidar a estar presente na sessão de apresentação do livro “Traços do Destino”, a ter lugar na Biblioteca Municipal Fernando Piteira Santos, sita na Avenida Conde de Guimarães, 6, Reboleira na Amadora, no próximo dia 19 de Junho, pelas 15:00.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Obra e autora serão apresentadas pelo poeta Carlos Teixeira Luís. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Após esta sessão, que integra as comemorações do 1.º Aniversário da Biblioteca Municipal Fernando Pinteira Santos, servir-se-á um Porto de Honra.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Traços do Destino&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Contos)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinopse: Vera Sousa e Silva relata-nos, em linguagem fácil mas profundamente humana, as emoções com que constrói cada uma das suas personagens e lhes empresta um cunho de autenticidade. (do Prefácio, por Vítor Cintra)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vera Sousa Silva nasceu em Lisboa, a 27 de Janeiro de 1974. Em 2007 lançou o seu primeiro livro de poesia "Pétalas Soltas" pela Corpos Editora e, em Fevereiro de 2009, "Amar-te em Silêncio", pela Edium Editores. Em 2007 participou na antologia de poesia do site Luso-Poemas no género poesia e, em 2008, com prosa poética. Escreve com assiduidade no seu blog (&lt;a href="http://www.prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) e no site de poesia: www.luso-poemas.net. No mesmo site participou em alguns concursos, vencendo em Dezembro de 2006 o Concurso “Poema de Natal” e em Junho de 2008 o “Concurso do Vinho”, ambos na vertente de poesia, o que, desde 2006, lhe valeu o direito a condição de Membro de Honra.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-635392220446618116?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/635392220446618116/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=635392220446618116' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/635392220446618116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/635392220446618116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2010/06/tracos-do-destino-na-amadora_15.html' title='&quot;Traços do Destino&quot; na Amadora'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/TBdwc2qL77I/AAAAAAAAAus/l0NNTjAo3sA/s72-c/convite_vss_amadora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-5778853469114593112</id><published>2010-06-14T12:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T17:03:26.782+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Traços do Destino na Amadora</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/TBYXdYPG3TI/AAAAAAAAAuU/vsDKnraU7vA/s1600/Tra%C3%A7os+do+Destino,+Vera+Sousa+Silva+-++Capa+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" qu="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/TBYXdYPG3TI/AAAAAAAAAuU/vsDKnraU7vA/s400/Tra%C3%A7os+do+Destino,+Vera+Sousa+Silva+-++Capa+1.jpg" width="281" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No próximo Sábado, dia 19, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vamos festejar o 1º aniversário &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;da Biblioteca Fernando Piteira Santos, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;na na Av. Conde Castro Guimarães, 6, Reboleira, Amadora, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;em frente à Academia Militar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu e o meu livro &lt;em&gt;"Traços do Destino"&lt;/em&gt; lá estaremos para uma apresentação, pelas 15 horas, e esperamos lá por todos :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Já vos dou mais novidades!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-5778853469114593112?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/5778853469114593112/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=5778853469114593112' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-3290655674370972931</id><published>2010-05-10T18:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T18:26:02.552+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Morte fardada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/S-hA_61QT2I/AAAAAAAAAuM/mFL3bciL38E/s1600/cena-de-sangue-na-rua.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/S-hA_61QT2I/AAAAAAAAAuM/mFL3bciL38E/s400/cena-de-sangue-na-rua.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A farda manchada de sangue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Jaz morta na calçada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Onde os passos velozes do inimigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ainda ecoam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A justiça está cega&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E a viúva cobre-te as manchas de suor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Com lágrimas amargas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;O órfão não entende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Porque não o abraças.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;O Povo lamenta a morte de mais um polícia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Reclama por mais segurança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Enquanto coloca velas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Que ardem e se apagam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Quase tão depressa como a memória&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;De mais uma morte em serviço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-3290655674370972931?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/3290655674370972931/comments/default' 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;O tempo come-te a carne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;e vomita flores perfumadas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;selvaticamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ardem os livros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;no inferno da Palavra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;e o gosto a mel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;percorre-te a língua, ávida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Queixumes e lágrimas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;acordam o Poema sagrado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;que desfaz a&amp;nbsp;iliteracia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;e aplaude o Poeta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;compassivo do tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;que come carne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;e vomita flores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-9100305291447368733?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/9100305291447368733/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=9100305291447368733' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;É já amanhã, 17 de Abril, às 16:30 horas, a apresentação em Lisboa, na livraria Bulhosa, em &amp;nbsp;Entrecampos, do "Livro Imperfeito", do escritor e amigo António Paiva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A apresentação do livro será feita por Ana Correia e será uma tarde muito bem passada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/S8kGcpE0EEI/AAAAAAAAAt8/4D_vf_9cb7k/s1600/AP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/S8kGcpE0EEI/AAAAAAAAAt8/4D_vf_9cb7k/s400/AP.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pelas 19 horas,&amp;nbsp;no Auditório do Campo Grande, 56,&amp;nbsp;Manuela Fonseca e a Temas  Originais convidam-nos para o lançamento do  livro “O Último Beijo”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Obra e autora  serão apresentados pelo escritor Paulo Afonso Ramos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/S8kHSTot0fI/AAAAAAAAAuE/kQPcsVC3zm0/s1600/MF.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/S8kHSTot0fI/AAAAAAAAAuE/kQPcsVC3zm0/s400/MF.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-3045541097076013335?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/3045541097076013335/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=3045541097076013335' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3045541097076013335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3045541097076013335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2010/04/amanha-em-lisboa.html' title='Amanhã, em Lisboa'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/S8kGcpE0EEI/AAAAAAAAAt8/4D_vf_9cb7k/s72-c/AP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-8473888379635701808</id><published>2010-02-18T01:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-18T01:59:58.964Z</updated><title type='text'>Magda Luna Pais no Barreiro com "Vida na Internet"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.temas-originais.pt/IMG/dados_index/convite_rnagda_luna_pais_barreiro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.temas-originais.pt/IMG/dados_index/convite_rnagda_luna_pais_barreiro.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A autora, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://stoneartportugal.blogspot.com/2010/02/vida-na-internet-no-barreiro.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Magda Luna Pais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;, e a Temas Originais têm o prazer de o convidar a estar presente na sessão de apresentação do livro “Vida na Internet” a ter lugar no Auditório do Convento da Madre Deus Verderena, sito na Rua do Convento, Alto Seixalinho, no Barreiro, no próximo dia 19 de Fevereiro, pelas 20h. Obra e autora serão apresentadas pelo jornalista António Sousa Pereira, director do jornal digital “Rostos on-Line”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Sinopse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;“Vida na Internet” é o primeiro livro autónomo de Magda Pais, que compila as experiências que a autora viveu, ou que lhe foram relatadas por terceiros, enquanto internauta e frequentadora assídua de blogues e sites de literatura, dando-nos a sua visão pessoal das realidades sociais associadas. Encontramos ainda, neste livro, algumas explicações técnicas, dadas de forma acessível, permitindo, ao leitor, esclarecer dúvidas ou levantar questões sobre as quais nunca terá pensado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Biografia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Magda Luna Pais nasceu em 1969 no Barreiro. É casada e mãe de dois filhos. Foi sempre uma leitora assídua, e nunca pensou em escrever até encontrar o site&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.luso-poemas.net/" style="color: #999966; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;http://www.luso-poemas.net/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;que veio alterar parte da sua vida. Deste site, onde exerce funções de moderadora, e do qual foi administradora, saíram novos amigos e ideias para este livro. Tem o seu próprio blogue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://stoneartportugal.blogspot.com/" style="color: #668844; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;http://stoneartportugal.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;, onde, para além dos seus textos, divulga textos de outros autores. Participou na Antologia Luso-poemas 2008, editado pela Edium Editores e na colectânea “A arte pela escrita”, editada pela ArtEscrita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Tem também o blog&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://stoneartportugal.blogs.sapo.pt/" style="color: #668844; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;http://stoneartportugal.blogs.sapo.pt/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;onde apenas publica textos da sua autoria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Página da autora na editora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.temas-originais.pt/autores/magda_luna_pais.htm" style="color: #668844; text-decoration: none;"&gt;http://www.temas-originais.pt/autores/magda_luna_pais.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;A Magda é a minha melhor amiga e eu sei, porque já li e reli o livro, que todos devemos estar presentes :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Atá já!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-8473888379635701808?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/8473888379635701808/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=8473888379635701808' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/8473888379635701808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/8473888379635701808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2010/02/magda-luna-pais-no-barreiro-com-vida-na.html' title='Magda Luna Pais no Barreiro com &quot;Vida na Internet&quot;'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-4489126075211676621</id><published>2010-02-12T19:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-12T19:20:14.823Z</updated><title type='text'>“Entre as margens da memória”, de Paulo Afonso Ramos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.temas-originais.pt/IMG/dados_index/convite_paulo_afonso_ramos_lisboa.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="320" src="http://www.temas-originais.pt/IMG/dados_index/convite_paulo_afonso_ramos_lisboa.jpg" style="display: block; height: 200px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;O meu grande amigo e escritor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Paulo Afonso Ramos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;, vai lançar um novo livro, em prosa poética, intitulado&amp;nbsp;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Entre as margens da memória&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;”.&amp;nbsp;Será no Auditório do Campo Grande, 56, em Lisboa, no próximo dia 20 de Fevereiro, pelas 19:00.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A apresentação caberá ao jornalista Mário Nóbrega e a editora é a Temas Originais.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estão todos convidados! Eu lá estarei!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Entre as margens da memória&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Poesia)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Sinopse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;: Procurando a via, o desenho de cada passo, Paulo Afonso Ramos mesura o tempo e lega-nos o esculpir da memória que entre margens se guarda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paulo Afonso Ramos reside em Póvoa de Santa Iria e é um activista da Literatura, tendo participado em acções de promoção da leitura em diversas Instituições, sobretudo escolas. É um frequentador assíduo de tertúlias e de outros eventos onde os livros sejam contemplados. Exerceu funções de administrador, conjuntamente com outros escritores, do site Luso-Poemas. Em 2009 está na génese daquele que considera o seu maior projecto literário: a editora Temas Originais. Participou nas seguintes antologias: “Poiesis V” (Editorial Minerva, 2001); “Poiesis VI” (Editorial Minerva, 2001); “Antologia 2008 Luso-Poemas” (Edium editores, 2008); “Quem Acrescenta um Ponto” (Temas Originais, 2009). Foi convidado a prefaciar as obras: “Amar-te em silêncio”, de Vera Sousa Silva (Edium editores, 2009); “A Intermitência dos Sentidos”, de Octávio da Cunha (Temas Originais, 2009); “Canteiros de Esperança”, de Fernanda Esteves (Temas Originais, 2009); autor de um breve preâmbulo em: “Sinais do Silêncio”, de Rosa Maria Anselmo (Papiro editora, 2008); de uma breve nota introdutória em: “Desafios em fusão”, de Anna Ruta/Rui Reis (Temas Originais, 2009); e de um post-scriptum em: “Vida na Internet” de Magda Luna Pais (Temas Originais, 2009). Apresentou “No Princípio era o Sol”, de Mel de Carvalho (Edium editores, 2008); “Antologia 2008 Luso-Poemas” (Edium editores, 2008); “Mergulho no mar da poesia”, de Carla Costeira (Edium editores, 2008); “Contos da Fogueira”, de Sant´Ana (Temas Originais, 2009); “Angústia, Razão e Nada”, de Henrique Pedro (Temas Originais, 2009); e “Entre o Longe e o Distante”, de Vítor Cintra (Temas Originais, 2009). Autonomamente, editou: “Vinte e cinco minutos de fantasia” (Edição do autor, 2006); “Mínimos Instantes” (Edium editores, 2008); “Caminho da vontade” (Temas Originais, 2009). “Entre as margens da memória” é o seu quarto livro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-4489126075211676621?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/4489126075211676621/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=4489126075211676621' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/4489126075211676621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/4489126075211676621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2010/02/entre-as-margens-da-memoria-de-paulo.html' title='“Entre as margens da memória”, de Paulo Afonso Ramos'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-6445037373865041830</id><published>2010-02-11T14:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-11T14:24:48.106Z</updated><title type='text'>Poeta que me alimentas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sv4L2gq91nI/AAAAAAAAAsk/CNuqgu5p-G8/s1600-h/livro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403769634002163314" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sv4L2gq91nI/AAAAAAAAAsk/CNuqgu5p-G8/s400/livro.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 375px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;É de veludo teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;que toco, fascinada,&lt;br /&gt;com as mãos do pensamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É de luz teu coração&lt;br /&gt;aberto, livre, em que mora&lt;br /&gt;o espelho do meu tormento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É de amor teu gesto&lt;br /&gt;mais puro, doce pulsar&lt;br /&gt;na fantasia do momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É de palavras tua vida&lt;br /&gt;de poeta, quase escondido,&lt;br /&gt;das quais eu me alimento. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS'; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-6445037373865041830?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/6445037373865041830/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=6445037373865041830' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/6445037373865041830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/6445037373865041830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/11/poeta-que-me-alimentas.html' title='Poeta que me alimentas'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sv4L2gq91nI/AAAAAAAAAsk/CNuqgu5p-G8/s72-c/livro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-3097864543120817264</id><published>2010-02-03T15:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-03T15:39:53.923Z</updated><title type='text'>1º aniversário da Temas Originais</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;A&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;Temas Originais&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;tem o prazer de o convidar a estar presente na sessão comemorativa do&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;1.º Aniversário da Temas Originais&lt;/strong&gt;, a ter lugar no Auditório do Campo Grande, 56, Lisboa, no próximo dia 6 de Fevereiro, a partir das 16:00, onde ocorrerá o lançamento da “&lt;strong&gt;I Antologia Temas Originais&lt;/strong&gt;”, referente aos livros editados em 2009.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/S2mYP-3aFdI/AAAAAAAAAt0/8OgyASlbRZ4/s1600-h/1+aniversario+temas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/S2mYP-3aFdI/AAAAAAAAAt0/8OgyASlbRZ4/s400/1+aniversario+temas.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Pois é! A minha editora, a Temas Originais, completa um aninho! Uma editora à qual me orgulho de pertencer, por tudo o que tem feito por mim como autora e principalmente pelo meu último livro "Traços do Destino e outros contos".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Encontro-vos por lá, sábado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-3097864543120817264?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/3097864543120817264/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=3097864543120817264' title='1 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-5560209995338887547</id><published>2010-01-20T13:56:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-20T13:56:10.345Z</updated><title type='text'>Traços do Destino e Vida na Internet no Porto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/S0tlEwXI0eI/AAAAAAAAAts/9l8gPLtcufg/s1600-h/pt_dupla_apr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/S0tlEwXI0eI/AAAAAAAAAts/9l8gPLtcufg/s400/pt_dupla_apr.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Caros Amigos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;no próximo dia 30 de Janeiro, pelas 16:00, no&amp;nbsp;Ateneu Comercial do Porto (Rua Passos Manuel, 44, Porto), será a apresentação do meu livro &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Traços do Destino e outros contos"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &amp;nbsp;O apresentador do meu livro será o escritor &lt;a href="http://joseilidiotorres.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;José Torres&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, um grande senhor da Palavra, que eu muito admiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ao mesmo tempo, a minha grande amiga&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stoneartportugal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Magda Luna Pais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt; apresentará o seu livro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Vida na  Internet&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;”&lt;/i&gt;, apresentada pelo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Dr. Ivo Dias  Sousa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Agradeço a todos que possam estar presentes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-5560209995338887547?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/5560209995338887547/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=5560209995338887547' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/5560209995338887547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/5560209995338887547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2010/01/r.html' title='Traços do Destino e Vida na Internet no Porto'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/S0tlEwXI0eI/AAAAAAAAAts/9l8gPLtcufg/s72-c/pt_dupla_apr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-8142851845987677727</id><published>2010-01-08T19:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-08T19:00:53.731Z</updated><title type='text'>Trago-te um sonho nas mãos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Os sonhos podem, com muita força de vontade, tornarem-se realidade.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Este é um sonho, de um conjunto de poetas e escritores, que sonhou, acreditou e venceu, e assim nasceu &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Trago-te um sonho nas mãos"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, uma ideia que nasceu no Fórum do &lt;a href="http://www.luso-poemas.net/modules/newbb/viewtopic.php?topic_id=2027&amp;amp;forum=21"&gt;Luso-Poemas&lt;/a&gt;, pelas mãos de Vóny Ferreira, e à qual se juntaram inúmeros amigos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Parte da venda do livro reverte a favor da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;ASAS - Associação de Solidariedade e Acção Social&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;, sediada em Santo Tirso, e cada exemplar custa 10 Euros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Onde adquirir o livro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Directamente à editora Temas Originais, pelo e-mail&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:temas.originais@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;temas.originais@gmail.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;ou consulte &lt;a href="http://www.temas-originais.pt/livrarias.htm"&gt;AQUI&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;as livrarias onde o livro se encontra disponível.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/S0d9LvHtLEI/AAAAAAAAAtk/iU2wLtPPZ-s/s1600-h/trago_te_um_sonho_nas_maos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/S0d9LvHtLEI/AAAAAAAAAtk/iU2wLtPPZ-s/s400/trago_te_um_sonho_nas_maos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sinopse:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; Este projecto antológico tem exactamente  esta componente: adir o gesto pela palavra para a edificação de um projecto que  tem como objectivo, não só contribuir no aspecto monetário para uma Instituição,  mas o afirmar, o convicto afirmar de que a palavra é uma arma, talvez a mais  poderosa de todas as armas. (da Nota Breve, por Xavier Zarco)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Vale sempre a pena lutar pelos nossos sonhos! Obrigada a todos :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-8142851845987677727?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/8142851845987677727/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=8142851845987677727' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/8142851845987677727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/8142851845987677727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2010/01/trago-te-um-sonho-nas-maos.html' title='Trago-te um sonho nas mãos'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/S0d9LvHtLEI/AAAAAAAAAtk/iU2wLtPPZ-s/s72-c/trago_te_um_sonho_nas_maos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-3202670159526187553</id><published>2009-12-18T10:22:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-18T20:07:50.550Z</updated><title type='text'>Um texto de Carlos Teixeira Luís, sobre o meu livro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SytXxev_-6I/AAAAAAAAAtc/fXlNSnGsvsE/s1600-h/Tra%C3%A7os+do+Destino,+Vera+Sousa+Silva+-++Capa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SytXxev_-6I/AAAAAAAAAtc/fXlNSnGsvsE/s400/Tra%C3%A7os+do+Destino,+Vera+Sousa+Silva+-++Capa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="itemText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Um texto de Carlos Teixeira Luís, que podem conhecer melhor nestes blogs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://verderude.blogspot.com/" rel="external" title="http://verderude.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;http://verderude.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://estoriasdodeserto.blogspot.com/" rel="external" title="http://estoriasdodeserto.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;http://estoriasdodeserto.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e que hoje partilho aqui.&lt;br /&gt;O Carlos deu-me a grande honra de apresentar o meu novo livro de contos "Traços do Destino", no passado dia 28 de Novembro, de uma forma soberba, que me encheu de orgulho.&lt;br /&gt;Além de amigo e excelente apresentador, escreve também de uma forma soberba. Nos blogs do autor, ou no seu último livro "Histórias do Deserto", podem comprovar o que digo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;Eis o texto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A escritora senta-se e escreve:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“- Tiago, tens que ir depressa buscar a Beatriz. A minha mãe não a foi buscar e eu não sei o que se passa, não consigo falar com ela. Vai buscá-la, que eu vou directa para casa da minha mãe.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algo se passa e a escritora descreve-o. A escritora pára de escrever e uma lágrima de memória traçou-lhe o rosto. A escritora continua a escrever e termina o seu conto: Traços do Destino. Dedica-o à sua mãe, falecida mãe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Num outro dia, a escritora pensa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Não esperes por mim para jantar.” São: Acasos. &lt;br /&gt;Mas não há verdadeiros acasos, pensa. Mas há acasos. Escreve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se chovia, mas se chovia, chovia como nunca. A escritora exclamou na sua voz interior:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“… - Vês o que me obrigas a fazer?!?...” São: Fragmentos. De quê? Fragmentos de algo que se tentará colar peça a peça até concluir se valerá a pena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A escritora continua e veste um: Vestido Vermelho. Olha-se ao espelho: “… Sentiu-se horrorizada. Estaria morta?...” Meu Deus, e se acontecesse? Sentou-se e escreveu. Sentiu um arrepio na espinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrever é uma: Vida de Luxo. Ou não? “… Estava linda, realmente linda e sorria feliz…” Continuou. O som das teclas, uma estranha simfonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naquela noite estava frio. A escritora ajeitou a lenha a queimar-se na lareira. Olhou pela janela. Cair da Noite e da Vida, pareceu-lhe um bom título. “A noite caía devagar…” A lareira exalava calor como uma espécie de respiração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leu: A Carta, “… sentada na sua cama…”. Leu novamente. As virgulas, que fazer com elas? Leu-a mais uma vez, desta vez, “… com lágrimas nos olhos…”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escreveu. A escritora escreveu. Afectos, afectos diversos. Lembrou-se dele que “… a aguardava com um sorriso repleto de ternura.” E se escrevesse sobre isso? E se escrevesse sobre o contrário disso? Afinal tudo tem um lado contrário. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao fundo da folha, a escritora parou. Chega, pensou. Levantou-se. Na cozinha, fez um café. Voltou e na estante tirou um livro pequeno de Tolstoi, uma tradução de: A morte de Ivan Ilitch. Leu um pouco. Que pensaria Tolstoi ou mesmo Tchékov deste livro que acabara de escrever? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltou ao computador e emendou algumas vírgulas. Uma lágrima salgou-lhe o sabor. Acabou. Está pronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dez. 09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Carlos Teixeira Luis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://verderude.blogspot.com/" rel="external" title="http://verderude.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://verderude.blogspot.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://estoriasdodeserto.blogspot.com/" rel="external" title="http://estoriasdodeserto.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;http://estoriasdodeserto.blogspot.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tive a honra de apresentar este belo livro humano de contos de Vera Sousa Silva que bem conhecemos por cá. Traços do Destino, o seu título. Editado pela Temas Originais. &lt;br /&gt;Como excelente livro que se preze, existe para ser lido.&lt;br /&gt;Façam-no. Com calma e um sorriso.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez tenha nascido uma contista que aqui dá os seus primeiros passos. Poetisa de sensibilidade única já o é. &lt;br /&gt;Do Luso Poemas sai pérolas. Sem dúvida.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Obrigada por tudo Carlos!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-3202670159526187553?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/3202670159526187553/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=3202670159526187553' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3202670159526187553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3202670159526187553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/12/um-texto-de-carlos-teixeira-luis-sobre.html' title='Um texto de Carlos Teixeira Luís, sobre o meu livro'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SytXxev_-6I/AAAAAAAAAtc/fXlNSnGsvsE/s72-c/Tra%C3%A7os+do+Destino,+Vera+Sousa+Silva+-++Capa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-7737423065803150512</id><published>2009-12-09T18:53:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-09T18:58:52.761Z</updated><title type='text'>Vida na Internet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sx_w9lw8TUI/AAAAAAAAAtU/7zFy8QBfmuk/s1600-h/convite_rnagda_luna_pais_lisboa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sx_w9lw8TUI/AAAAAAAAAtU/7zFy8QBfmuk/s400/convite_rnagda_luna_pais_lisboa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Vem aí o livro da minha amiga &lt;a href="http://stoneartportugal.blogspot.com/"&gt;Magda Pais&lt;/a&gt;. Uma amiga que eu adoro e da qual me orgulho todos os dias pelas mais variadas razões. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;Vida na Internet é um livro a não perder! Apareçam Sábado e partilhem o momento especial!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;E diz o convite:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A autora, Magda Luna Pais/Pedra Filosofal, e a Temas Originais têm o prazer de o convidar a estar presente na sessão de apresentação do livro “Vida na Internet” a ter lugar no Auditório do Campo Grande, 56, em Lisboa, no próximo dia 12 de Dezembro, pelas 19h. Obra e autora serão apresentados pelo Dr Ivo Dias de Sousa. A sessão contará ainda com momentos musicais por Sandra Rodrigues.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(...) Há vida na internet. Muito mais que a virtualidade do que se lá passa, há mesmo vida. Tudo foi concebido e pensado para nós, utilizadores, mas com imenso trabalho e dedicação, e, se hoje nos basta clicar num simples botãozinho para termos acesso ao mundo, falar com amigos reais ou virtuais, foi porque alguém passou de um sonho a uma realidade. Muitos dos que têm hoje blogues e partilham as suas artes em sites, bem o podem agradecer a Homens que idealizaram este mundo virtual. (...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(...) Encontramos, neste livro, diferentes realidades, abordadas pela autora, quer pela sua experiência pessoal, quer por experiências de terceiros, histórias diferenciadas e outras formas que o ser humano conquista para crescimento do seu ego, tentando passar a mensagem do risco deste mundo, correndo, ela própria, o risco de passar uma mensagem que pudesse ser lida de forma errada, ao escrever sobre um mundo gigantesco, como é o da Internet. (...)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paulo Afonso Ramos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;“Vida na Internet” é o primeiro livro autónomo de Magda Pais, que compila as experiências que a autora viveu, ou que lhe foram relatadas por terceiros, enquanto internauta e frequentadora assídua de blogues e sites de literatura, dando-nos a sua visão pessoal das realidades sociais associadas. Encontramos ainda, neste livro, algumas explicações técnicas, dadas de forma acessível, permitindo, ao leitor, esclarecer dúvidas ou levantar questões sobre as quais nunca terá pensado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-7737423065803150512?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/7737423065803150512/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=7737423065803150512' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/7737423065803150512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/7737423065803150512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/12/vida-na-internet.html' title='Vida na Internet!'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sx_w9lw8TUI/AAAAAAAAAtU/7zFy8QBfmuk/s72-c/convite_rnagda_luna_pais_lisboa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-2252586457531260712</id><published>2009-12-01T22:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-01T22:24:26.354Z</updated><title type='text'>Lançamento de Traços do Destino e outros contos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', 'Lucida Sans', sans-serif; font-size: 9px; white-space: pre-wrap;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed align="middle" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=288230376172556330&amp;amp;site=widget-2a.slide.com" name="flashticker" quality="high" salign="l" scale="noscale" src="http://widget-2a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" style="height: 375px; width: 400px;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;No passado sábado, 28 de Novembro, pelas 16 horas, foi o lançamento do meu livro&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Traços do Destino e outros contos"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, ao mesmo tempo do&amp;nbsp;livro&amp;nbsp;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Quase do Feminino"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;do poeta&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://poesia-avulsa.blogspot.com/"&gt;António M. R. Martins&lt;/a&gt;. Deixo aqui algumas fotos do lançamento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Quero aqui agradecer à&amp;nbsp;editora&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.temas-originais.pt/index.htm"&gt;Temas Originais&lt;/a&gt;, pela belíssima tarde que nos proporcionou, e ao&amp;nbsp;escritor&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://verderude.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carlos Teixeira Luís&lt;/a&gt;, que tão bem falou do meu livro, deixando-me ainda mais orgulhosa dele!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Um agradecimento especial ao Poeta&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://umpoemadevezemquando.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vítor Cintra&lt;/a&gt;, que assinou o prefácio do meu livro e a todos que estiveram presentes e ajudaram a que a tarde fosse ainda mais especial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;Agradeço também a todos que, embora sem estarem presentes fisicamente, me fizeram chegar mensagens de felicitações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS';"&gt;O meu livro&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Traços do Destino e outros contos" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;pode ser encontrado numa destas &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.temas-originais.pt/livrarias.htm"&gt;&lt;b&gt;livrarias&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, ou pode pedi-lo para &lt;i&gt;svera.silva@gmail.com&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Obrigada a todos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-2252586457531260712?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/2252586457531260712/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=2252586457531260712' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/2252586457531260712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/2252586457531260712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/12/lancamento-de-tracos-do-destino-e.html' title='Lançamento de Traços do Destino e outros contos'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-4939147720247176579</id><published>2009-11-18T19:34:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-11-18T19:55:38.235Z</updated><title type='text'>Convite - Traços do Destino</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SwRM8W8wzYI/AAAAAAAAAs0/gZTB7bfWBQY/s1600/lisboa_dupla_apresenta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405530052587736450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SwRM8W8wzYI/AAAAAAAAAs0/gZTB7bfWBQY/s400/lisboa_dupla_apresenta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Caros Amigos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no próximo dia 28 de Novembro, pelas 16 horas, será o lançamento do meu novo livro &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Traços do Destino"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, com duas novidades! A primeira, é de ser efectuado ao mesmo tempo com o poeta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://poesia-avulsa.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;António M. R. Martins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; e o seu livro &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Quase do Feminino"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. A outra... é que desta vez serão contos, que espero que todos gostem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A editora é a &lt;a href="http://www.temas-originais.pt/index.htm"&gt;Temas Originais&lt;/a&gt;, a quem muito agradeço desde já todo o trabalho de bastidores, e o duplo-lançamento será no Campo Grande, nº 56, em Lisboa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Serei apresentada pelo escritor &lt;a href="http://verderude.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carlos Teixeira Luís&lt;/a&gt;, que muito admiro e o António será apresentado por Catarina Boavida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;O meu prefácio foi feito por um Senhor, que muito admiro, por quem tenho um imenso carinho e que considero um dos melhores Poetas do Mundo - &lt;a href="http://umpoemadevezemquando.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vítor Cintra&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tentaremos que seja uma tarde muito bem passada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Se puderem aparecer, ficaria muito feliz com a vossa presença.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Obrigada a todos e até já &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-4939147720247176579?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/4939147720247176579/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=4939147720247176579' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/4939147720247176579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/4939147720247176579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/11/convite-tracos-do-destino.html' title='Convite - Traços do Destino'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SwRM8W8wzYI/AAAAAAAAAs0/gZTB7bfWBQY/s72-c/lisboa_dupla_apresenta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-1269339814503701908</id><published>2009-11-14T13:16:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-11-14T14:06:21.036Z</updated><title type='text'>A Cá precisa de nós</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sv64iFzsQAI/AAAAAAAAAss/XNSi0YHFSwE/s1600-h/Princesinha+C%C3%A1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 166px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403959498705223682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sv64iFzsQAI/AAAAAAAAAss/XNSi0YHFSwE/s400/Princesinha+C%C3%A1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Queres ser meu dador?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabes como? Não? Então vê o meu folheto, que está indicado nas notas de Novembro, com o nome "Folheto da Cá".&lt;br /&gt;Caso necessites questionar algo mais, envia um email para:&lt;br /&gt;carmenzitapine@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;Beijinhos da Cá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta é a mensagem que nos salta à vista quando entramos no blog da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://carmenpine.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Carmenzita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. Uma princesinha linda, de tenra idade, com uma doença que se chama Leucemia Mieloblástica Aguda (LAM).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A LAM é mais rara na criança, ao contrário do adulto, e os resultados&lt;br /&gt;terapêuticos, embora tenham melhorado extraordinariamente, nas últimas&lt;br /&gt;décadas, são ainda bastante inferiores aos da LAL (Leucemia Aguda Linfoblástica), com cerca de 65% de sobrevivência sem doença aos 5 anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tratamento da LAM é mais intensivo, mas de menor duração (4-6 meses). Inclui, com raras excepções, o transplante de progenitores hematopoiéticos de dadorfamiliar. A identificação de factores de prognóstico, constitui também a base do tratamento da LAM (quimioterapia versus transplante de&lt;br /&gt;progenitores hematopoiéticos).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para que esta princesinha possa continuar a sorrir precisa de um transplante de medula e para que encontre um dador compatível precisa de todos nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O transplante de medula óssea não custa nada! Uma colheita de sangue, que é filtrado e depois devolvido (processo muito semelhante a uma dádiva de sangue), ou então por captação por punção lombar (o que requer algumas horas de internamento, pois é feito com anestesia, mas que é raramente utilizado).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todas as pessoas saudáveis que tenham entre 18 e 45 anos podem inscrever-se pela primeira vez como voluntários para a dádiva de medula óssea. A dádiva pode ser feita até aos 55 anos se não houver doenças inter correntes que a contra-indiquem. Quando uma pessoa se inscreve pela primeira vez deve fazê-lo até aos 45 anos.&lt;br /&gt;A forma de testar a compatibilidade é somente pela colheita de uma pequena amostra de sangue.&lt;br /&gt;Não custa nada, não dói, e pode-se salvar uma Vida! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Para ver a ficha de inscrição clique &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.min-saude.pt/NR/rdonlyres/D1CB3716-F006-4775-93FB-839637C59ED1/0/inscricao_CEDACE.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;AQUI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E os serviços que inscrevem dadores de medula óssea (CEDACE) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.chsul.pt/web/index.php?m="&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;AQUI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Inscreva-se, dê. Há certamente um centro pertinho de casa e vale a pena vermos a Cá sorrir. Ela e tantas outras crianças maravilhosas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-1269339814503701908?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/1269339814503701908/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=1269339814503701908' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/1269339814503701908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/1269339814503701908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/11/ca-precisa-de-nos.html' title='A Cá precisa de nós'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sv64iFzsQAI/AAAAAAAAAss/XNSi0YHFSwE/s72-c/Princesinha+C%C3%A1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-4325179969749200197</id><published>2009-11-13T01:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-14T01:12:47.193Z</updated><title type='text'>Amanhã, com a Temas Originais</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgGwpSSUnZY/Sv4B_fi2r4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/iHjFUR4K718/s1600-h/convite_appacdm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403758793202249602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgGwpSSUnZY/Sv4B_fi2r4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/iHjFUR4K718/s400/convite_appacdm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;A Presidente da Câmara Municipal de Setúbal, Maria das Dores Meira, a APPACDM - Associação Portuguesa de Pais e Amigos do Cidadão Deficiente Mental (Setúbal), e a Temas Originais têm o prazer de o convidar a estar presente na sessão de lançamento do livro “Aprender Contigo - Três Anos de Poesia (2006 - 2008)”, a ter lugar no Salão Nobre da Câmara Municipal de Setúbal, no próximo dia 14 de Novembro, pelas 15:00. Nesta sessão ocorrerá a Cerimónia de Entrega de Prémios do XIV Concurso de Poesia e IV Concurso Comunidade Escolar e Exposição de pintura a cargo da Galeria/Oficina "Arte &amp;amp; Imaginação".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sgGwpSSUnZY/Sv4CmNt9YWI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/JaUH5Kk567c/s1600-h/convite_bruno_miguel_resende_porto.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403759458431885666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sgGwpSSUnZY/Sv4CmNt9YWI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/JaUH5Kk567c/s400/convite_bruno_miguel_resende_porto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;O autor, Bruno Miguel Resende e a Temas Originais têm o prazer de o convidar a estar presente na sessão de lançamento do livro “Khaos Poeticum” a ter lugar no Ateneu Comercial do Porto, sito na Rua Passos Manuel, 44, Porto, no próximo dia 14 de Novembro, pelas 16:00. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Obra e autor serão apresentados pelo poeta Xavier Zarco e esta sessão contará com a leitura de poemas por Anaas e Tarnaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;Se puder, apareça! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-4325179969749200197?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/4325179969749200197/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=4325179969749200197' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/4325179969749200197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/4325179969749200197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/11/amanha-com-temas-originais.html' title='Amanhã, com a Temas Originais'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgGwpSSUnZY/Sv4B_fi2r4I/AAAAAAAAAKI/iHjFUR4K718/s72-c/convite_appacdm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-6695788245317714684</id><published>2009-11-03T15:56:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:02:03.405Z</updated><title type='text'>Os olhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SvBTBlb0jUI/AAAAAAAAAsc/7jmf1vIKWOo/s1600-h/Olhar_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 344px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399907239911001410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SvBTBlb0jUI/AAAAAAAAAsc/7jmf1vIKWOo/s400/Olhar_6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Georgia, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;São meus olhos que te amam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Quedam-se em tentação perante teu corpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;e ajoelham-se à tua voz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Não sou eu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Nunca fui eu quem te amou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;nas ardências das lágrimas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;nos soluços dos gritos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Foram eles - os olhos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Traiçoeiros do meu ser extinto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;monólogo dos meus lábios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;silenciosos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;São eles, os olhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;que te amam assim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;loucamente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-6695788245317714684?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/6695788245317714684/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=6695788245317714684' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/6695788245317714684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/6695788245317714684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/11/os-olhos.html' title='Os olhos'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SvBTBlb0jUI/AAAAAAAAAsc/7jmf1vIKWOo/s72-c/Olhar_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-3862059650761105405</id><published>2009-11-01T22:36:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-01T22:47:07.848Z</updated><title type='text'>Corpo de Corcel, de Cristina Pinheiro Moita</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Su4PnFpD1cI/AAAAAAAAAsU/KgWrAvc26UE/s1600-h/convite_cristina_pinheiro_moita_vfx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Su4PnFpD1cI/AAAAAAAAAsU/KgWrAvc26UE/s400/convite_cristina_pinheiro_moita_vfx.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399270167467513282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;O Presidente da Junta de Freguesia de Vila Franca de Xira, José Fidalgo, a autora, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.temas-originais.pt/autores/cristina_pinheiro_moita.htm"&gt;Cristina Pinheiro Moita&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;, e a Temas Originais têm o prazer de o convidar a estar presente na sessão de apresentação do livro “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Corpo de Corcel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;” a ter lugar no Auditório da Junta de Freguesia de Vila Franca de Xira, sito na Rua Dr. Vasco Moniz, 27/29, Vila Franca de Xira, no próximo dia 7 de Novembro, pelas 16:00. Obra e autora serão apresentadas pela poetisa Vera Sousa Silva. Esta sessão contará com o leitura de poemas pela Prof.ª Ermelinda Caetano e pelo poeta António MR Martins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Conheçam todos os próximos eventos da editora no site &lt;a href="http://www.temas-originais.pt/index.htm"&gt;Temas Originais&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-3862059650761105405?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/3862059650761105405/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=3862059650761105405' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3862059650761105405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3862059650761105405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/11/corpo-de-corcel-de-cristina-pinheiro.html' title='Corpo de Corcel, de Cristina Pinheiro Moita'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Su4PnFpD1cI/AAAAAAAAAsU/KgWrAvc26UE/s72-c/convite_cristina_pinheiro_moita_vfx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-459783826961894346</id><published>2009-10-08T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T09:22:37.203+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sábado de (Boa) Poesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Queridos Amigos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;A &lt;b&gt;Temas Originais&lt;/b&gt; tem o prazer de o convidar a estar presente na &lt;i&gt;“1.ª Tertúlia Temas Originais”&lt;/i&gt;, a ter lugar no Auditório do Campo Grande, 56, em Lisboa, no próximo dia 10 de Outubro, pelas 15:00. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Este evento contará com a presença especial do poeta e declamador Roberto Durão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Estão todos convidados para partilharem um bonito momento de poesia, com tranquilidade e entre amigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Ss7yW-1O-4I/AAAAAAAAAsM/k_NGxilrNnM/s1600-h/evento1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Ss7yW-1O-4I/AAAAAAAAAsM/k_NGxilrNnM/s400/evento1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390512280646384514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;e ainda,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Os autores, &lt;a href="http://umpoemadevezemquando.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vítor Cintra&lt;/a&gt; e Xavier Zarco, e a Temas Originais têm o prazer de o convidar a estar presente na sessão de lançamento dos livros &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Entre o Longe e o Distante”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; e &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;“Coimbra ao som da água”&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, a ter lugar no Auditório do Campo Grande, 56, Lisboa, no próximo dia 10 de Outubro, pelas 18:00. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Obras e autores serão apresentados pelos poetas Paulo Afonso Ramos e António MR Martins, respectivamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Ss7vTAOI4hI/AAAAAAAAAsE/gpd2xrDJFc0/s1600-h/Vitor+e+Xavier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Ss7vTAOI4hI/AAAAAAAAAsE/gpd2xrDJFc0/s400/Vitor+e+Xavier.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390508913764917778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Saiba mais em:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;http://www.temas-originais.pt/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-459783826961894346?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/459783826961894346/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=459783826961894346' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/459783826961894346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/459783826961894346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/10/sabado-de-boa-poesia.html' title='Sábado de (Boa) Poesia'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Ss7yW-1O-4I/AAAAAAAAAsM/k_NGxilrNnM/s72-c/evento1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-2299379669590516524</id><published>2009-08-25T22:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T23:00:30.392+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Homem-Anjo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SpRetZ_l4ZI/AAAAAAAAAr8/9xkvl-Om5Ac/s1600-h/Homem+anjo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374024389524578706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SpRetZ_l4ZI/AAAAAAAAAr8/9xkvl-Om5Ac/s400/Homem+anjo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tu, Homem-anjo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;que adornas a pele de estrelas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;e fazes da lua teu ninho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;segue, leve, teu caminho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pisando as pedras mais belas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;enquanto tocas teu banjo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;De perto te seguirei,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cuidando que teu andar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;seja seguro e poderoso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sejas tu sempre amoroso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Homem-anjo a abençoar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;o Mundo em que és Rei!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-2299379669590516524?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/2299379669590516524/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=2299379669590516524' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/2299379669590516524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/2299379669590516524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/08/homem-anjo.html' title='Homem-Anjo'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SpRetZ_l4ZI/AAAAAAAAAr8/9xkvl-Om5Ac/s72-c/Homem+anjo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-4050040880963667152</id><published>2009-08-21T00:06:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T00:17:46.542+01:00</updated><title type='text'>És só meu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/So3YlwrbcII/AAAAAAAAArk/QRoo3dhojZU/s1600-h/espera-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 389px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/So3YlwrbcII/AAAAAAAAArk/QRoo3dhojZU/s400/espera-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372188073756684418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Silencio o tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em cascatas de sons&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Num tropeço regular&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De cadências e  quimeras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anoiteço melodiosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Na espera pesada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Empunhando  espadas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Combatendo as badaladas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do relógio que te grita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A  ausência.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Desembaraço os nós&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Da distância sórdida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E mergulho-te na  alma,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abraçando-a, tomando-a,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E por instantes…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;… és só meu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-4050040880963667152?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/4050040880963667152/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=4050040880963667152' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/4050040880963667152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/4050040880963667152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/08/es-so-meu.html' title='És só meu!'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/So3YlwrbcII/AAAAAAAAArk/QRoo3dhojZU/s72-c/espera-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-3291730043119056321</id><published>2009-07-04T00:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T00:25:22.609+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Momentos de prazer, vida de dor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sk6SweABlPI/AAAAAAAAArc/Md0K20BVXfg/s1600-h/SIDA.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 305px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354378368374641906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sk6SweABlPI/AAAAAAAAArc/Md0K20BVXfg/s400/SIDA.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Imagem de &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://isabelfilipeartdesign.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Isabel Filipe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Foi só uma vez…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Entreguei o meu corpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ao prazer do momento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E vida aconteceu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Invadindo-me o ser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E arruinando-me a existência,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Deixando-me podre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cansada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E guardiã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;De infecções oportunistas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Foi só uma vez…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partilhei a seringa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Repleta do branco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que me alucinava a vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E a tornava mais fácil,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Com o meu melhor amigo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Num beco limpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Da nossa secreta intimidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi só uma vez…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu zelava por mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Com desvelo e lucidez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas achava-me imune…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi só uma vez&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E aconteceu…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-3291730043119056321?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/3291730043119056321/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=3291730043119056321' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3291730043119056321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3291730043119056321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/07/momentos-de-prazer-vida-de-dor.html' title='Momentos de prazer, vida de dor'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sk6SweABlPI/AAAAAAAAArc/Md0K20BVXfg/s72-c/SIDA.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-226847617870354457</id><published>2009-06-26T00:30:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:40:54.277+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sábado, na Casa do Alentejo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SkQJCAPjIVI/AAAAAAAAArE/AysVlgUx1ZQ/s1600-h/convite_JAC_lx.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SkQJCAPjIVI/AAAAAAAAArE/AysVlgUx1ZQ/s400/convite_JAC_lx.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351412187252597074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;O autor, &lt;strong&gt;José-Augusto de Carvalho&lt;/strong&gt;, e a Temas Originais  têm o prazer de o convidar a estar presente na sessão de lançamento do livro  “&lt;strong&gt;Do Mar e de Nós&lt;/strong&gt;”, a ter lugar na Casa do Alentejo, Rua Portas  de Santo Antão, 58, Lisboa, no próximo dia 27 de Junho, pelas 16:00. Obra e  autor serão apresentados por Xavier Zarco.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SkQJXyd5MrI/AAAAAAAAArM/rwYaXpju37M/s1600-h/convite_GBS_lx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SkQJXyd5MrI/AAAAAAAAArM/rwYaXpju37M/s400/convite_GBS_lx.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351412561511789234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;O autor, &lt;strong&gt;Gonçalo B. de Sousa&lt;/strong&gt;, e a Temas Originais têm o  prazer de o convidar a estar presente na sessão de lançamento do livro  “&lt;strong&gt;Canção do Exílio&lt;/strong&gt;”, a ter lugar na Casa do Alentejo, Rua Portas  de Santo Antão, 58, Lisboa, no próximo dia 27 de Junho, pelas 19:00. Obra e  autor serão apresentados por José Félix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-226847617870354457?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/226847617870354457/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=226847617870354457' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/226847617870354457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/226847617870354457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/06/sabado-na-casa-do-alentejo.html' title='Sábado, na Casa do Alentejo'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SkQJCAPjIVI/AAAAAAAAArE/AysVlgUx1ZQ/s72-c/convite_JAC_lx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-6344163968275864743</id><published>2009-06-22T15:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T15:41:16.408+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ciúmes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sj-X0hn7_qI/AAAAAAAAAq8/jg_h7rBVx7Y/s1600-h/Ci%C3%BAmes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 333px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sj-X0hn7_qI/AAAAAAAAAq8/jg_h7rBVx7Y/s400/Ci%C3%BAmes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350161810974310050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Impiedosamente lanças o grito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;e destróis-me com a vaidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;do teu ego desmedido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;lançando olhares e gentilezas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;palavras e graças&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;que m’atraiçoam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Enquanto ardo na fogueira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;que ateei com despeito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;rogo para que as chamas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;te queimem o orgulho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;e que os desvios dos caminhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;te tragam tão somente a mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A cegueira que m’atinge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;levanta o punhal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;e crava-to no peito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-6344163968275864743?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/6344163968275864743/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=6344163968275864743' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/6344163968275864743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/6344163968275864743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/06/ciumes.html' title='Ciúmes'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sj-X0hn7_qI/AAAAAAAAAq8/jg_h7rBVx7Y/s72-c/Ci%C3%BAmes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-3750387739652217196</id><published>2009-06-18T12:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T12:24:40.785+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Convite para inauguração da nova Biblioteca na Amadora</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SjojzJOrQ-I/AAAAAAAAAqs/gEhLXJsKv40/s1600-h/Biblioteca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 154px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SjojzJOrQ-I/AAAAAAAAAqs/gEhLXJsKv40/s400/Biblioteca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348626869013660642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;" class="comText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;No próximo dia 19 de Junho, pelas 17.30h, é inaugurada a nova  Biblioteca Municipal Fernando Piteira Santos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Esta biblioteca é um espaço de  cultura e convívio, que se quer partilhado por todos. Além da normal actividade  de uma biblioteca – disponibilização de periódicos, sala de leitura e  multimédia, pretende-se igualmente reforçar uma actividade que vinha já sendo  desenvolvida na antiga Biblioteca Municipal: a promoção de actividades,  principalmente junto dos mais novos, que promovam o gosto e o interesse pela  leitura e pelos livros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Na mesma ocasião, e no mesmo local, é inaugurada  a exposição colectiva de escultura ao ar livre EsculturaLivre. Esta mostra, que  se irá manter até ao dia 31 de Dezembro, é mais uma aposta na promoção da  cultura, trazendo-a junto das pessoas, e conta com grandes nomes do panorama  artístico nacional e internacional. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;No interior da Biblioteca Municipal  Fernando Piteira Santos, será inaugurado o Painel de Azulejos de Manuel  Cargaleiro e a exposição “Fernando Piteira Santos – Português, Cidadão do Século  XX”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apareçam! A Amadora merece!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Morada: Av. Conde Castro  Guimarães, freguesia da Reboleira, em frente à Academia Militar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-3750387739652217196?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/3750387739652217196/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=3750387739652217196' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3750387739652217196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3750387739652217196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/06/convite-para-inauguracao-da-nova.html' title='Convite para inauguração da nova Biblioteca na Amadora'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SjojzJOrQ-I/AAAAAAAAAqs/gEhLXJsKv40/s72-c/Biblioteca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-7168981283657165727</id><published>2009-06-14T17:47:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:38:08.210+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Decifra-me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SjWGF9iStJI/AAAAAAAAAqk/j9xMvnU0Qlk/s1600-h/VeraS.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347327569548194962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SjWGF9iStJI/AAAAAAAAAqk/j9xMvnU0Qlk/s400/VeraS.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que importa meu rosto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Se é nas palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que me encontras?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que importa meu corpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Se é nos versos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que me revelo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Decifra-me num Poema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E encontra-me aí...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-7168981283657165727?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/7168981283657165727/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=7168981283657165727' title='27 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/7168981283657165727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/7168981283657165727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/06/decifra-me.html' title='Decifra-me'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SjWGF9iStJI/AAAAAAAAAqk/j9xMvnU0Qlk/s72-c/VeraS.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-5967312534527020332</id><published>2009-06-13T00:29:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T00:40:23.201+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma tarde de sábado especial</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SjLlOcFeknI/AAAAAAAAAqc/kBH6NXL9zuk/s1600-h/convite_MCP_lx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346587743862297202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SjLlOcFeknI/AAAAAAAAAqc/kBH6NXL9zuk/s400/convite_MCP_lx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O autor, Miguel Cardoso Pereira e a Temas Originais, têm o prazer de o convidar a estar presente na sessão de lançamento do livro “Amor dos Babuínos”, a ter lugar no Auditório sito ao Campo Grande, 56, Lisboa, no próximo dia 13 de Junho, pelas 14:00. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Obra e autor serão apresentadas pelo jornalista Vítor Serpa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Miguel Cardoso Pereira nasceu em 1980, no Campo Grande, em Lisboa. Frequentou o curso de Filosofia da Faculdade de Letras da Universidade de Lisboa e formou-se em Comunicação Social na Universidade Nova de Lisboa. É jornalista de A BOLA desde 1999. Tem passado a vida entre a capital e Almada, vive no Tejo, onde aliás aprendeu a nadar. 'Amor dos Babuínos' é o seu primeiro romance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SjLlH5SV6nI/AAAAAAAAAqU/yRytNE3J7l4/s1600-h/convite_ABP_lx.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346587631441799794" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SjLlH5SV6nI/AAAAAAAAAqU/yRytNE3J7l4/s400/convite_ABP_lx.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O autor, António Boavida Pinheiro e a Temas Originais, têm o prazer de o convidar a estar presente na sessão de lançamento do livro “Cem Poemas... Diversos”, a ter lugar no Auditório sito ao Campo Grande, 56, Lisboa, no próximo dia 13 de Junho, pelas 18:00. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Obra e autor serão apresentadas pelo poeta Xavier Zarco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;António dos Santos Boavida Pinheiro, nasceu a 7 de Novembro de 1934, em Alverca do &lt;/span&gt;Ribatejo, no seio de uma família modesta, oriunda de duas aldeias «raianas» da Beira Baixa: Rosmaninhal e Zebreira… Foi toda a sua vida um estudioso “nato”, tendo começado nos «Pupilos do Exército» onde tirou o Curso Complementar de Comércio e o Curso de Perito Contabilista, o que lhe permitiu acumular no seu currículo várias Licenciaturas e Mestrados, para além de outros cursos, em Portugal e no Estrangeiro…, por duas vezes ensaiou mesmo o Doutoramento, tendo-se quedado pela frequência com aproveitamento de um curso de nível equivalente… Tudo isto lhe proporcionou uma formação diversificada em várias especializações, académicas e profissionais, nomeadamente as de Antropólogo e de Sociólogo, entre outras… A sua “queda” para as «rimas» já vem desde os tempos de jovem, então ainda aluno dos Pupilos do Exército, do que poderemos referir ser de sua autoria a letra da «marcha dos finalistas» de 1952, assim como diversos poemas a ilustrarem as caricaturas de inúmeros condiscípulos, nos academicamente tradicionais «livros de curso»… A actividade profissional, nunca lhe proporcionou a disponibilidade de tempo, para publicar a sua poesia, que sempre foi produzindo e ficando na “gaveta”… salvo um ou outro poema com que foi participando em revistas e/ou jornais… Com a chegada da aposentação o tempo ficou mais livre… e assim desde Setembro último, que vem participando em «concursos literários» e «jogos florais», em Portugal e no Brasil, tendo sido já reconhecido, entretanto, com a atribuição de mais de uma dezena de «prémios» e «menções honrosas»… Desde 12 de Dezembro de 2008, que aderiu à Família da Luso-Poemas, em cujo sítio da Internet já publicou mais de meia centena de poemas, e onde conta com um grande número de Amigos/as, cujo entusiasmo e apoio, lhe deram coragem para vir a lume, libertar para os outros, esta centena de poemas, que dão forma ao presente livro…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-5967312534527020332?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/5967312534527020332/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=5967312534527020332' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/5967312534527020332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/5967312534527020332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/06/uma-tarde-de-sabado-especial.html' title='Uma tarde de sábado especial'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SjLlOcFeknI/AAAAAAAAAqc/kBH6NXL9zuk/s72-c/convite_MCP_lx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-1261368298005751778</id><published>2009-06-03T10:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T10:00:05.300+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cleo e José Torres em Lisboa, no Sábado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sgGwpSSUnZY/SiYnh2S75JI/AAAAAAAAAHw/V-cdVN_XvvA/s1600-h/convite_ilidio_lx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343001470385775762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sgGwpSSUnZY/SiYnh2S75JI/AAAAAAAAAHw/V-cdVN_XvvA/s400/convite_ilidio_lx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O autor, &lt;a href="http://o-ente-do-ser.blogspot.com/"&gt;José Ilídio Torres&lt;/a&gt; e a &lt;a href="http://www.temas-originais.pt/"&gt;Temas Originais&lt;/a&gt; têm o prazer de o convidar a estar presente na sessão de lançamento do livro “&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Diário de Maria Cura&lt;/span&gt;”, a ter lugar no Auditório sito ao Campo Grande, 56, Lisboa, no próximo dia 6 de Junho, pelas 16:00. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Esta sessão contará com impressões sobre a obra de Lurdes Dias (Cleo), Magda Pais e Vera Sousa Silva: três mulheres à volta de um livro.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;e...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgGwpSSUnZY/SiYoem1R3cI/AAAAAAAAAH4/XqksLtHfab8/s1600-h/convite_lurdes_dias_cleo_in_pulsos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343002514206875074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgGwpSSUnZY/SiYoem1R3cI/AAAAAAAAAH4/XqksLtHfab8/s400/convite_lurdes_dias_cleo_in_pulsos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A autora, &lt;a href="http://www.impulsosdalma.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lurdes Dias (Cleo)&lt;/a&gt; e a &lt;a href="http://www.temas-originais.pt/"&gt;Temas Originais&lt;/a&gt; têm o prazer de o convidar a estar presente na sessão de lançamento do livro “&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;In Pulsos&lt;/span&gt;”, a ter lugar no Auditório sito ao Campo Grande, 56, Lisboa, no próximo dia 6 de Junho, pelas 19:00. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Obra e autora serão apresentadas pela escritora Mel de Carvalho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Nascida em Lisboa, é numa pequena aldeia (Pai das Donas, Arganil) que passa a sua infância e adolescência em permanente contacto com a natureza no seu estado mais puro. Frequentou a Esc.Sec. de Arganil até ao 9º ano. Mais tarde, regressa a Lisboa, mas sempre com a sua alma presa ao campo, que lhe marcou uma etapa importante da vida. Com a descoberta das novas tecnologias e das ferramentas que as mesmas lhe davam para abraçar o mundo, não hesitou e começou a dar vida a um outro “eu” que habitava dentro de si, mas que até então desconhecia… Criou o seu primeiro blogue na Internet, chamado ECOS, e se mostrou ao mundo sob o “nick” de medusa, começando assim uma caminhada fascinante pelo mundo das letras. Mais tarde conheceu alguns sites de poesia e ingressou neles, partilhando os seus escritos singelos, e que ao mesmo tempo ia publicando no seu blogue principal, IMPULSOS (http://impulsosdalma.blogspot.com). Participou em algumas publicações colectivas, mais precisamente nos livros: “A Arte pela Escrita”, “Colectânea 2008 Luso Poemas” e “Nas Águas do Verso”, todas elas promovidas pelos sites de que faz parte, Luso Poemas e EscritArtes. É conhecida no mundo cibernauta pelo nome de Cleo e do qual não se pode desligar, por fazer parte de si mesma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Após o lançamento do livro haverá um jantar no mesmo local, para todos que queiram participar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-1261368298005751778?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/1261368298005751778/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=1261368298005751778' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/1261368298005751778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/1261368298005751778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/06/cleo-e-jose-torres-em-lisboa-no-sabado.html' title='Cleo e José Torres em Lisboa, no Sábado'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sgGwpSSUnZY/SiYnh2S75JI/AAAAAAAAAHw/V-cdVN_XvvA/s72-c/convite_ilidio_lx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-5809239141265876025</id><published>2009-06-01T11:28:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T11:32:04.965+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sou criança</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SiOt9q3LbcI/AAAAAAAAAqM/g5dLeQlKlK4/s1600-h/menina-bailarina1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SiOt9q3LbcI/AAAAAAAAAqM/g5dLeQlKlK4/s400/menina-bailarina1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342304857980890562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hoje soltei as amarras do pensamento e ergui bem alto a bandeira da Paz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não  quero saber de guerras nem de lágrimas, de crianças órfãs, de membros mutilados,  de mortos estendidos pelas estradas... Que se mate quem as faz, quem as provoca,  quem cria armas mortais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não me importa se a América está em crise e leva o  resto do Mundo com ela, num abismo absoluto da qual não vemos saída. Mate-se  quem gere desta forma vergonhosa o nosso dinheiro, quem nos enfia nesta perigosa  curva sem fim à vista e deixem-nos trabalhar, produzir e comer o nosso  pão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Deixem-nos Viver!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hoje sou criança e quero a inocência que lhes  pertence, quero desconhecer a podridão que me rodeia, quero esquecer que existem  Homens cruéis, capazes de tirar uma vida, capazes de excomungar vítimas, capazes  de torturas e mutilações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hoje sou criança e quero um Mundo onde as pombas  brancas esvoacem graciosamente, onde as borboletas nos pousem no nariz e onde  saibamos sorrir com vontade. Onde podemos caminhar descalços sem medo de pisar  lixo ou armadilhas de qualquer espécie, onde o mar é azul e límpidos e as águas  dos rios cantam músicas de embalar às flores plantadas nas margens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hoje  soltei as amarras do pensamento e brinquei feliz num mundo muito melhor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-5809239141265876025?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/5809239141265876025/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=5809239141265876025' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/5809239141265876025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/5809239141265876025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/06/sou-crianca.html' title='Sou criança'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SiOt9q3LbcI/AAAAAAAAAqM/g5dLeQlKlK4/s72-c/menina-bailarina1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-1967956344721560751</id><published>2009-05-28T10:22:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T10:27:53.161+01:00</updated><title type='text'>José Félix e Paulo Afonso Ramos em Lisboa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sh5X7qmf9YI/AAAAAAAAAp8/dx7PKldSkV8/s1600-h/convite_J_Felix_Lisboa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sh5X7qmf9YI/AAAAAAAAAp8/dx7PKldSkV8/s400/convite_J_Felix_Lisboa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340802890667652482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O autor, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;José Félix&lt;/span&gt; e a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Temas Originais&lt;/span&gt;, têm o prazer de o convidar a estar presente na sessão de lançamento do livro: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Teoria do Esquecimento",&lt;/span&gt; a ter lugar no Auditório sito ao Campo Grande, 56, Lisboa, no próximo dia 30 de Maio, pelas 16:00. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Obra e autor serão apresentados pelo poeta Rui Sousa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sh5YBsJr3dI/AAAAAAAAAqE/5ulp_0BA6nM/s1600-h/convite_Lisboa_PAR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sh5YBsJr3dI/AAAAAAAAAqE/5ulp_0BA6nM/s400/convite_Lisboa_PAR.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340802994162884050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O autor, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Paulo Afonso Ramos&lt;/span&gt; e a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Temas Originais&lt;/span&gt; têm o prazer de o convidar a estar presente na sessão de apresentação do livro &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Caminho da Vontade”&lt;/span&gt;, a ter lugar no auditório sito a Campo Grande n.º 56, Lisboa, no próximo dia 30 de Maio pelas 19.00 horas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Obra e autor serão apresentados pela Dr.ª Conceição Matos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A sessão contará com a presença de Inês Ramos, que declamará alguns poemas deste tomo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Depois dos lançamentos haverá um jantar, que rondará o valor de 12,50 Euros, para quem quiser participar. Pode confirmar a presença para &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;svera.silva@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;Há também a possibilidade de, quem quiser, almoçar no mesmo local.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Se puder, apareça!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-1967956344721560751?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/1967956344721560751/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=1967956344721560751' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/1967956344721560751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/1967956344721560751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/05/jose-felix-e-paulo-afonso-ramos-em.html' title='José Félix e Paulo Afonso Ramos em Lisboa'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sh5X7qmf9YI/AAAAAAAAAp8/dx7PKldSkV8/s72-c/convite_J_Felix_Lisboa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-3680043760787157074</id><published>2009-05-22T14:57:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T15:08:59.094+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Coberta de negro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ShaxrAbm05I/AAAAAAAAAp0/Gk2D6u3Y6eI/s1600-h/VeraSousaSilva.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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	margin:0cm; 	margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:12.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} @page Section1 	{size:612.0pt 792.0pt; 	margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; 	mso-header-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Tabela normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cobre-se de negro a face pálida…&lt;br /&gt;Perdem-se as palavras&lt;br /&gt;No vazio do silêncio,&lt;br /&gt;E escondem-se as mãos&lt;br /&gt;Em bolsos sem fundo,&lt;br /&gt;Algemadas pela dor da saudade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acorrentam-se sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;A sombras tenebrosas,&lt;br /&gt;Omitem-se palavras e gestos&lt;br /&gt;E esvazia-se a alma &lt;st1:personname productid="em chamas￼Num" st="on"&gt;em  chamas&lt;br /&gt;Num&lt;/st1:personname&gt; vácuo obscuro&lt;br /&gt;Onde nem a luz penetra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vem a morte deitar-se na cama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tomando o ensejo da cobiça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo-me estar, invadida e resoluta,&lt;br /&gt;Até que me sorva integralmente,&lt;br /&gt;Sem contestar,&lt;br /&gt;Embriagada pela condolência&lt;br /&gt;E navego no instante da futilidade&lt;br /&gt;Intoxicada pelo teu veneno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sou perversidade sem palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Exigindo a morte silenciosamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-3680043760787157074?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/3680043760787157074/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=3680043760787157074' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3680043760787157074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3680043760787157074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/05/coberta-de-negro.html' title='Coberta de negro'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ShaxrAbm05I/AAAAAAAAAp0/Gk2D6u3Y6eI/s72-c/VeraSousaSilva.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-2928892359494979847</id><published>2009-05-15T00:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T00:00:06.181+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Há a Palavra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SgqJuXCiQZI/AAAAAAAAApk/SDk_uvaRZDw/s1600-h/Palavra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 380px; height: 330px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SgqJuXCiQZI/AAAAAAAAApk/SDk_uvaRZDw/s400/Palavra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335228138125410706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Há a palavra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Embutida no vazio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Castrada do sentido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E mergulhada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Na cegueira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Há o gesto simples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;De ternura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Na fé oca e dura,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pérfida na dualidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dos jogadores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Há o engano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E a artificialidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;No lirismo insonoro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Na composição&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Intrigada de reticências.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Há as bocas abertas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;De espanto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A consternação aflita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E o prurido que morde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A face, no esconderijo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E há a Palavra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Viva e capaz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;O verso perfeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que espera em silêncio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A sua hora…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-2928892359494979847?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/2928892359494979847/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=2928892359494979847' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/2928892359494979847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/2928892359494979847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/05/ha-palavra.html' title='Há a Palavra'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SgqJuXCiQZI/AAAAAAAAApk/SDk_uvaRZDw/s72-c/Palavra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-8604832688960631830</id><published>2009-05-11T16:02:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T09:46:24.959+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Estúdio Raposa vítima de roubo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SgqIQ1YJD2I/AAAAAAAAApc/8bypFkxSJAI/s1600-h/logotipo_9948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SgqIQ1YJD2I/AAAAAAAAApc/8bypFkxSJAI/s400/logotipo_9948.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335226531361394530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Como certamente todos sabem, o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.estudioraposa.com/"&gt;Estúdio Raposa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, do Luís Gaspar, oferece a todos quantos gostam de poesia e literatura, um trabalho ímpar, quer através da leitura dos trabalhos de diversos autores (consagrados e mais ou menos anónimos), quer através da divulgação, sempre em prol da cultura, sem qualquer lucro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Foi com pesar que recebi este &lt;a href="http://www.estudioraposa.com/index.php/08/05/2009/o-estudio-raposa-vitima-de-roubo/"&gt;mail&lt;/a&gt;, que transcrevo abaixo, do Luís Gaspar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Agradeço a todos que denunciem. Isto é Plágio, Roubo e sem qualificação possível.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Chegou ao meu conhecimento, há poucos dias, que uma empresa está a  comercializar ringtones (toques de telemóvel) utilizando para o efeito TODOS os  programas disponibilizados neste audioblogue. A cobrança do serviço (4 euros por  semana) é feita pela Vodafone, TMN e Optimus, pelo que estas empresas são  coniventes nesta acção ilegal dado que nunca dei qualquer autorização para que  tais trabalhos fossem vendidos fosse de que forma fosse. Nem tal poderia fazer  porque também vítimas deste embuste são, naturalmente, todos os autores que me  têm cedido os seus trabalhos graciosamente. Na medida das minhas possibilidades  estou a tentar travar esta vigarice assim como a responsabilizar os autores por  este roubo de propriedade intelectual.&lt;br /&gt;Daqui aviso (e peço que passem  palavra): não adquiram ringtones a uma firma denominada Polytones ou BeMp3.  Pessoa do meu conhecimento que, enganada, subscreveu o serviço, viu ao saldo do  seu telemóvel, ser retirado (acção da Vodafone) 8 euros e de ringtone… nada!  Cuidado! Trata-se de um embuste!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-8604832688960631830?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/8604832688960631830/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=8604832688960631830' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/8604832688960631830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/8604832688960631830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/05/estudio-raposa-vitima-de-roubo.html' title='Estúdio Raposa vítima de roubo'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SgqIQ1YJD2I/AAAAAAAAApc/8bypFkxSJAI/s72-c/logotipo_9948.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-7125894828601830727</id><published>2009-05-09T01:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T01:22:34.982+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedaços do Meu Sentir, de Vítor Cintra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sft1SH5ymlI/AAAAAAAAApM/iKePIevMy7U/s1600-h/convite_Vitor_Cintra_Lisboa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330983538142648914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sft1SH5ymlI/AAAAAAAAApM/iKePIevMy7U/s400/convite_Vitor_Cintra_Lisboa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vítor Cintra nasceu em Sintra, a 11 de Janeiro de 1941. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Os seus primeiros poemas datam dos anos 50, quando, estudante liceal, descobriu a sua paixão pelas letras. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ainda como trabalhador-estudante foi chamado para serviço militar. Mobilizado, embarcou para Moçambique e ali cumpriu, como sargento miliciano, de 1963 a 1966. Só após o serviço militar completou a sua formação na área de Contabilidade, sendo Técnico Oficial de Contas e residindo actualmente em Mafra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tem um blog, &lt;a href="http://umpoemadevezemquando.blogspot.com/"&gt;Um Poema de Vez em Quando&lt;/a&gt;, que aconselho, onde além de publicar alguns dos seus maravilhosos poemas, opina sobre vários assuntos que a todos dizem respeito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Outra das suas grandes paixões é a fotografia, e no seu blog &lt;a href="http://www.a-fotografia.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Fotografia&lt;/a&gt; podem observar alguns dos seus trabalhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Vítor Cintra é, além de um grande Poeta, um Amigo extraordinário e um ser humano que vale a pena conhecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No próximo dia 16 de Maio, às 19,00 horas, no Auditório do Campo Grande, nº 56, em Lisboa, será apresentado o novo livro de poemas &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pedaços do Meu Sentir&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, publicado sob a chancela da editora &lt;a href="http://www.temas-originais.pt/"&gt;Temas Originais, Lda.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O livro, em cuja capa se reproduz uma tela da pintora Alvani Borges, tem prefácio do poeta António Paiva e será apresentado pelo poeta Xavier Zarco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-7125894828601830727?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/7125894828601830727/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=7125894828601830727' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/7125894828601830727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/7125894828601830727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/05/pedacos-do-meu-sentir-de-vitor-cintra.html' title='Pedaços do Meu Sentir, de Vítor Cintra'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sft1SH5ymlI/AAAAAAAAApM/iKePIevMy7U/s72-c/convite_Vitor_Cintra_Lisboa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-5206432629310124238</id><published>2009-05-01T22:43:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:10:40.591+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Histórias do Deserto, de Carlos Teixeira Luís</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sftu4YMO24I/AAAAAAAAAo8/FMJxQp5MLIo/s1600-h/Hist%C3%B3rias+do+Deserto.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330976498768599938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sftu4YMO24I/AAAAAAAAAo8/FMJxQp5MLIo/s400/Hist%C3%B3rias+do+Deserto.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Trazes-te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Num dia de ventania&lt;br /&gt;Trazes-te nua e submissa&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de uma capa desenhada&lt;br /&gt;Por uma criança&lt;br /&gt;Trazes-te poema&lt;br /&gt;Dentro dum coração&lt;br /&gt;Que ritma tempestades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou eu que te vejo&lt;br /&gt;E imagino&lt;br /&gt;E acordo os olhos&lt;br /&gt;Para te beber&lt;br /&gt;És minha&lt;br /&gt;Ou só sabes os compassos&lt;br /&gt;Da viagem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Velejas em direcção&lt;br /&gt;Ao céu&lt;br /&gt;Ou apenas voas&lt;br /&gt;Como queres&lt;br /&gt;Sem respirar do sangue&lt;br /&gt;De Deus?&lt;br /&gt;Vá, diz-me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;de Carlos Teixeira Luís&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O autor, &lt;a href="http://verderude.blogspot.com/"&gt;Carlos Teixeira Luis&lt;/a&gt; e a editora &lt;em&gt;Atelier de Produção Editorial&lt;/em&gt; convidam V. Exa. a assistir ao lançamento do livro &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Histórias do Deserto”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, no dia 8 de Maio pelas 19 horas, no auditório da Biblioteca Municipal Orlando Ribeiro, no Antigo Solar da Nora, Estrada de Telheiras, 146, em Telheiras, Lisboa (junto à saída da estação de metro: Telheiras).&lt;br /&gt;A apresentação será feita pelos poetas António MR Martins e Vera Silva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Histórias do Deserto”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; é um livro misto de poesia, contos e pequenos textos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O tema: a vida citadina, os subúrbios e as travessias dos desertos particulares e colectivos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estão todos convidados!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-5206432629310124238?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/5206432629310124238/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=5206432629310124238' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/5206432629310124238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/5206432629310124238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/05/historias-do-deserto-de-carlos-teixeira.html' title='Histórias do Deserto, de Carlos Teixeira Luís'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sftu4YMO24I/AAAAAAAAAo8/FMJxQp5MLIo/s72-c/Hist%C3%B3rias+do+Deserto.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-1070729864576584380</id><published>2009-04-29T11:25:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:39:05.359+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pressinto-te, Morte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sfgs3E9ARNI/AAAAAAAAAo0/d3jPJtEw7Xk/s1600-h/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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	mso-para-margin:0cm; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pressinto-te Morte, em espasmos de pranto,&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Numa dor que sangra em fogo&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pesado, que m’esventra&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E insuportavelmente m’alegra&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Na chegada tranquila,&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Em passos que ceifam almas&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;À passagem, e avança lenta&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Na minha direcção.&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;i&gt;(ah meu amado, se viesses ainda&lt;/i&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;a tempo da salvação&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;com lábios de feiticeiro)&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;Sou corpo aniquilado&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Com alma que jaz, oculta&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Entre promessas de amor eterno,&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E já moribunda, pronuncio&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Teu nome e rogo-te afincadamente&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Que me leves daqui,&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Onde a vida m’esbofeteia&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Em cada esquina&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sem lágrimas nem contemplações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt; &lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;(e como as trevas são tão mais belas&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;E mais puras que a imundice&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Com que teus olhos m’enxergam)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt; &lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sorrirás perante a visão do cadáver&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Em misto de alívio e conforto,&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Num contentamento sublime&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;E merecedor, e a respiração&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Segura caminhará nas portas&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Do poema, escancaradas em ouro&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Puro, para te receber&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Com vénias serviçais.&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: right;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: right;font-family:trebuchet ms;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;geralmente poemas, agrupados por temática, autoria ou período.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A palavra vem do nome da mais antiga antologia que se tem conhecimento, organizada pelo poeta grego Meléagro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sites/Entidades promotoras:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BlogTok + Associação às-artes + Assoc. X + Núcleo MIL de Barcelos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;www.blogtok.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;www.as-artes.blogtok.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;www.silaba.org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;www.movimentolusofono.blogtok.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brevemente novas entidades darão corpo a este projecto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Você está convidado a participar do ciclo poético consagrado aos 7 Pecados Capitais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Um projecto Lusófono&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ciclo poético dos 7 Pecados Capitais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Os 7 Pecados Capitais:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vaidade-Avareza-Ira-Preguiça-Luxúria-Inveja-Gula + Pecados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Serão 7 os Ciclos, conforme acima exposto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Após o "término" destes ciclos avançaremos para a Publicação da Antologia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Critérios de participação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dados necessários para participação virtual nos Ciclos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1- Local de nascimento, cidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2- Enviar até máximo de 3 poemas sobre cada ciclo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3- Podem/devem enviar uma foto por poema ou escolher as pinturas indicadas dos artistas participantes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4- Cada ciclo será divulgado na internet em site próprio assim como nos sites das entidades/promotores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5- Os ciclos poéticos serão divulgados, preferencialmente em site próprio, no BlogTok, Às-Artes e em diversos sites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Obrigatório para Publicar na Antologia "Pecados":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1- Deverá mandar perfil com foto e email&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2- Escolha de 1 poema para publicação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Antologia: (Publicação em Livro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Os 7 Pecados Capitais:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vaidade-Avareza-Ira-Preguiça-Luxúria-Inveja-Gula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;É uma produção Lusofona de cariz preferêncalmente virtual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Depois de cumpridos os 7 ciclos, faremos uma ANTOLOGIA dedicada aos mesmos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cujo tema serão os “Os 7 pecados capitais”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Esta antologia será impressa em papel (LIvro) e cada autor participará da mesma com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1 texto (poesia) à sua escolha. Pode ser texto geral dedicado aos 7 pecados em conjunto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;A Antologia será paga da seguinte forma:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(participação facultativa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cada autor pagará o valor simbólico do custo de um Livro que lhe será entregue ao domicilio. O valor a pagar será o menor possível visto que este é um projecto de todos e para todos sem qualquer fim lucrativo da parte do mesmo. Tudo faremos para apresentar um preço base bastante simbólico e procuraremos patrocinadores para o efeito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O autor não é obrigado a participar da mesma visto que é um acto livre e pessoal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Participar nos Ciclos não obriga a participar na Antologia. Nem é obrigatório participar em todos os ciclos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Forma de entrega dos textos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Para QUALQUER dos seguintes emails:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;giselemos@yahoo.com.br&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ibernise@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;jsl@blogtok.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;flaviolopesdasilva@sapo.pt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;joseilidiotorres@sapo.pt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Outros a divulgar brevemente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Atenção:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Faremos revisão dos textos dentro do humanamente possível. Não faremos críticas, exclusão ou qualquer forma de censura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cada um deve-se responsabilizar pelos textos enviados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Revisão e digitação, ficarão por conta dos autores dos poemas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Faremos a diagramação e a respectiva a capa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A postagem do texto nos sites promotores assim como em diversos Blogs de autores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Opiniões e outras questões não discutidas aqui, podem ser enviadas por email.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Distribuição futura por eBook, PDF, Word, etc dos livros virtuais afectos a cada ciclo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Agradecemos e aguardamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Um projecto Lusofono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Artistas participantes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://afmach.blogtok.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://kuak.blogtok.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://martinlaspina.blogtok.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://raspinja.blogtok.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://stvnski.blogtok.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://uamusse.blogtok.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://yoko.blogtok.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://pedroildo.blogtok.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;e outros artistas presentes no BlogTok.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Brevemente mais participantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quem desejar participar pode enviar email para o efeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PARTICIPA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Site Oficial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;www.7pecados.blogtok.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estes ciclos serão intermináveis. Estarão expostos na Internet e abertos a participação para quem assim desejar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Inscreve-te e publica. Se não consegues fazer isso envia mail para a nossa equipa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-4474500831258212070?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/4474500831258212070/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=4474500831258212070' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/4474500831258212070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/4474500831258212070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/04/convite-7-pecados.html' title='Convite - 7 Pecados'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-1575960645220999487</id><published>2009-04-27T23:41:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T23:49:52.863+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Temas Originais</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.temas-originais.pt/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329506038664462018" style="DISPLAY: block; 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continuará em funcionamento no mesmo endereço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-1575960645220999487?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/1575960645220999487/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=1575960645220999487' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/1575960645220999487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/1575960645220999487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/04/temas-originais.html' title='Temas Originais'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SfY1gVbk_sI/AAAAAAAAAos/RBdhaa4wYR8/s72-c/logofinaltemas_pequeno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-7754428479353391673</id><published>2009-04-26T02:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T00:41:58.586+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Alienada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SfuIubxpO3I/AAAAAAAAApU/TrLlDKBrMgg/s1600-h/Huella_y_sombra_de_humano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331004915234454386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SfuIubxpO3I/AAAAAAAAApU/TrLlDKBrMgg/s400/Huella_y_sombra_de_humano.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fui a louca que sonhou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;com sangue irrequieto pulsando,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;espiando a nudez do mundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;e esgueirando-se nos esconderijos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;paralelos das sombras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fui a louca que viveu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;amedrontada pela mágoa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;refugiada na dor do sossego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;que mente às consciências&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tresloucadas dos sentimentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fui a louca que amou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;numa overdose de quimera,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cega pela incandescência da mentira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;proferida por lábios embaciados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;de trevas devoradoras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fui a louca que morreu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;esquecida num deserto qualquer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;gelada e desperta pela lâmina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;com que m'amputaste a alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;apenas com um silêncio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-7754428479353391673?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/7754428479353391673/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=7754428479353391673' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/7754428479353391673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/7754428479353391673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/04/alienada.html' title='Alienada'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SfuIubxpO3I/AAAAAAAAApU/TrLlDKBrMgg/s72-c/Huella_y_sombra_de_humano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-8628486697459969818</id><published>2009-04-21T10:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T10:37:08.805+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Possibilidades</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Se2TkfV35dI/AAAAAAAAAok/5FDNhyOZZ4Y/s1600-h/olhar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Se2TkfV35dI/AAAAAAAAAok/5FDNhyOZZ4Y/s320/olhar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327076189346981330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pudesse eu dar-te os beijos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que se soltam do meu olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E soltar as  palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que me embargam a voz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Instalada no silêncio…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pudesses tu  desvendar-me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;O desejo que me denuncia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E reconhecer o sentimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que  combato em meu peito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Num misto de medo e prazer…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pudéssemos nós sermos  unos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Em corpo e alma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Com o coração batendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;No mesmo compasso  musical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E envolvidos no mesmo poema…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-8628486697459969818?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/8628486697459969818/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=8628486697459969818' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/8628486697459969818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/8628486697459969818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/04/possibilidades.html' title='Possibilidades'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Se2TkfV35dI/AAAAAAAAAok/5FDNhyOZZ4Y/s72-c/olhar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-1350124492507507713</id><published>2009-04-19T02:20:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T02:21:49.742+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pedaços da Vida e Fantasia, de António Paiva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgGwpSSUnZY/Sep6asuJMXI/AAAAAAAAAGY/nndwIqgk3DY/s1600-h/AP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgGwpSSUnZY/Sep6asuJMXI/AAAAAAAAAGY/nndwIqgk3DY/s400/AP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326204108418920818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;a href="www.antoniopaiva.net"&gt;António Paiva&lt;/a&gt;, nasceu a  21 de Março, de 1959, em Santo André, Vila Nova de Poiares, uma vila situada  entre a Serra da Lousã e o Rio Mondego. Cresceu na aldeia do Travasso, concelho  de Penacova. Uma aldeia de isolada na época, a estrada que a servia terminava na  própria aldeia, sem ligação à sede do concelho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Por lá estudou e  pastoreou até à idade de 18 anos, a partir daí foi para a cidade de Coimbra,  onde prosseguiu os estudos e iniciou a sua vida profissional. No ano de 2000  decidiu rumar à bela ilha da Madeira, onde reside actualmente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Apesar de  a escrita o acompanhar desde muito cedo. Só em finais de Agosto de 2006, surge a  publicação do seu primeiro livro de poemas, “Juntando as Letras”. Em Maio de  2007, é editado o seu segundo livro, “Janela do Pensamento”, uma compilação de  poemas e prosa poética. Quase a terminar o ano, em Outubro de 2007, nasce mais  um livro de poemas e prosa poética, intitulado “Navegando nas Palavras”. No ano  de 2008 fez parte de um grupo de onze autores, que lavraram e assinaram as  páginas do livro, “Leituras Soltas”, uma edição conjunta da Fnac e da editora O  Liberal, lançado a 13 de Dezembro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Em Dezembro de 2007, O Instituto  Brasileiro de Culturas Internacionais, confere-lhe o Diploma de Honra e Mérito  ao Escritor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Os livros “Juntando as Letras”, “Janela do Pensamento” e  “Navegando nas Palavras”, para além da poesia e da prosa poética, têm um outro  denominador comum, que muito orgulha o autor. Angariam fundos para instituições,  que apoiam e acolhem crianças carenciadas e em risco. Aldeias de Crianças SOS de  Portugal, Acreditar – Associação de Pais e Amigos de Crianças com Cancro, Núcleo  Regional da Madeira e Ajuda de Berço, instituição que acolhe crianças em risco  dos 0 aos 3 anos de idade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;De igual modo o livro “Leituras Soltas” em que  participou, a totalidade da receita das vendas, reverte a favor da AMI e do  Rotary Club do Funchal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;O autor conta já com um considerável número de  escolas visitadas, no Continente e na Ilha da Madeira. Fomentar o gosto pela  leitura e pela escrita, junto dos mais jovens, têm-lhe proporcionado dos mais  gratificantes momentos na sua vida, quer como homem, quer como escritor. Sendo  por isso, uma actividade que procurará intensificar, e tudo fará para responder  afirmativamente, a todas as solicitações que lhe forem endereçadas nesse sentido  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Agenda do livro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Pedaços de Vida e Fantasia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;, de &lt;a href="www.antoniopaiva.net"&gt;António Paiva&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sessão de  Lançamento na Fnac NorteShopping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dia 24 de Abril  pelas 21,30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apresentação da obra pelo escritor e poeta José  Torres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Momento musical, pelo músico, poeta e escritor Flávio Lopes da  Silva, acompanhado pelo músico Miguel Duarte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Sessão de  Apresentação na Biblioteca Municipal de Anadia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dia  26 de Abril pelas 16 horas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apresentação da obra pelos alunos do 11º Ano,  da Turma de Literatura Portuguesa, da Escola Secundária de  Anadia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Preparação e coordenação da Professora Dulcineia Borges  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Com o patrocínio da Câmara Municipal de Anadia, Biblioteca Municipal de  Anadia, e Vinícola Castelar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sessões de Apresentação em  Montemor-o-Velho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dia 27 de Abril pelas 11  horas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Associação Diogo de Azambuja – Escola Profissional de  Montemor-o-Velho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estrada Nacional 111&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dia 27 de Abril pelas 14  horas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Associação Diogo de Azambuja – Escola Profissional Agrícola Afonso  Duarte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Largo da Feira – Montemor-o-Velho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sessões de  Apresentação em Gafanha da Nazaré&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dia 28 de Abril  manhã e tarde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Escola Secundária c/3ºCEB da Gafanha da Nazaré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rua Dr.  António Vilão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sessão de Apresentação em Lisboa, na Livraria  Bulhosa Books &amp;amp; Living – Campo de Ourique&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rua  Tomás da Anunciação, nº 68 B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dia 1 de Maio pelas 16  horas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apresentação da obra a por Ana Correia e pelo poeta Vítor Cintra,  autor do prefácio ao livro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Conferindo ao evento maior dimensão cultural,  estarão expostas durante a sessão, pinturas de Helena Paz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Sessão de  Apresentação na Fnac Coimbra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dia 2 de Maio pelas  21:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apresentação da obra por Paula Cação e pelo poeta Policarpo  Nóbrega.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Um evento a não perder por quem goste de emoções  fortes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sessão de Apresentação na Fnac  Madeira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dia 9 de Maio pelas 17  horas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apresentação da obra por Paula Trigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Estão garantidos  momentos surpreendentes durante a sessão, que não são revelados, para estimular  apetites.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-1350124492507507713?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/1350124492507507713/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=1350124492507507713' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/1350124492507507713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/1350124492507507713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/04/pedacos-da-vida-e-fantasia-de-antonio.html' title='Pedaços da Vida e Fantasia, de António Paiva'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sgGwpSSUnZY/Sep6asuJMXI/AAAAAAAAAGY/nndwIqgk3DY/s72-c/AP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-8011587292730650768</id><published>2009-04-17T02:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T02:35:37.303+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Diário de Maria Cura, de José Torres</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sep_Qcr1_JI/AAAAAAAAAoU/XLrCNp0cZ6o/s1600-h/07+-+TO+-+k_diario_maria+_cura_jose_ilidio_torres.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sep_Qcr1_JI/AAAAAAAAAoU/XLrCNp0cZ6o/s400/07+-+TO+-+k_diario_maria+_cura_jose_ilidio_torres.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326209429873753234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="comText"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Uma bela mulher é assassinada na noite de Carnaval. A  polícia, na procura de pistas que levem ao criminoso, depara-se com um diário  num site de escrita chamado Luso-Poemas, onde a falecida retrata sobre a  identidade de Maria Cura uma série de relacionamentos que mantém.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Há uma  pergunta sem resposta no ar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Quem matou Maria Cura?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://o-ente-do-ser.blogspot.com/"&gt;José Torres&lt;/a&gt;,  em parceria com a &lt;a href="http://temasoriginais.blogspot.com/"&gt;Temas Originais&lt;/a&gt;, edita &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Diário de Maria Cura"&lt;/span&gt;, e convida-vos a estarem presentes nos diversos  momentos que o autor prevê realizar de norte a sul do  país.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Agenda:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;18 de Abril &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;– Sessão de Poesia no Gato Escaldado Bar em Braga, com  declamação de poemas dedicados á mulher e ao amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sessão de autógrafos do  livro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;30 de Abril - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pré apresentação  na Biblioteca Municipal de Vila Verde (Braga), com vários convidados e momentos  musicais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maio&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apresentações do livro no  Porto, em Coimbra e Lisboa, em locais a confirmar brevemente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;10  de Junho - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apresentação na Feira do Livro de Barcelos&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  partir de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12 de Junho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Apresentação na Feira do Livro de Viana do  Castelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Outras presenças em Feiras do Livro estão a ser  preparadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-8011587292730650768?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/8011587292730650768/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=8011587292730650768' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/8011587292730650768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/8011587292730650768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/04/diario-de-maria-cura-de-jose-torres.html' title='Diário de Maria Cura, de José Torres'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sep_Qcr1_JI/AAAAAAAAAoU/XLrCNp0cZ6o/s72-c/07+-+TO+-+k_diario_maria+_cura_jose_ilidio_torres.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-6163236888436816571</id><published>2009-04-16T21:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:30:01.066+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Caminho da Vontade, de Paulo Afonso Ramos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdaHfaGZnoI/AAAAAAAAAns/EYbYdGXu2Vo/s1600-h/convite_Paulo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdaHfaGZnoI/AAAAAAAAAns/EYbYdGXu2Vo/s400/convite_Paulo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320588983436680834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;É já este sábado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; 18 de Abril, pelas 15 horas, na &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Biblioteca Municipal Dr. José Vieira de Carvalho&lt;/span&gt;, na Maia, será lançado o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“Caminho da Vontade”&lt;/span&gt; do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Poeta &lt;a href="http://poesiadepauloafonso.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Paulo Afonso Ramos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;pela editora &lt;a href="http://temasoriginais.blogspot.com/"&gt;Temas Originais&lt;/a&gt;, que serão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;apresentados pelo Poeta &lt;a href="http://xavierzarco.blogspot.com/"&gt;Xavier Zarco&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apareçam por lá e partilhem o momento especial na vida deste autor, poeta e principalmente, meu GRANDE AMIGO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-6163236888436816571?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/6163236888436816571/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=6163236888436816571' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/6163236888436816571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/6163236888436816571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/04/caminho-da-vontade-de-paulo-afonso.html' title='Caminho da Vontade, de Paulo Afonso Ramos'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdaHfaGZnoI/AAAAAAAAAns/EYbYdGXu2Vo/s72-c/convite_Paulo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-5952151817969444505</id><published>2009-04-15T22:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:13:58.305+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pobre Povo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SeZcAcOlKrI/AAAAAAAAAoE/LEkQINy0-70/s1600-h/Pomba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SeZcAcOlKrI/AAAAAAAAAoE/LEkQINy0-70/s400/Pomba.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325044772059294386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pobre povo, ceguinho&lt;br /&gt;Entre a rosa e o espinho,&lt;br /&gt;Laranja e  podridão,&lt;br /&gt;Escravatura e corrupção!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pobres de nós, indulgentes&lt;br /&gt;Tudo  perdoamos e esquecemos&lt;br /&gt;A Governos incompetentes&lt;br /&gt;E fingimos que  vivemos…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somos já raça de mendigos&lt;br /&gt;Atolados no desemprego,&lt;br /&gt;Dívidas  e outros inimigos&lt;br /&gt;Do nosso grande sossego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aplaude novamente&lt;br /&gt;O “bom  do politico” que passa&lt;br /&gt;E que tão bem te mente…&lt;br /&gt;Ou mostra, Povo, a tua  raça!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-5952151817969444505?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/5952151817969444505/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=5952151817969444505' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/5952151817969444505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/5952151817969444505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/04/pobre-povo.html' title='Pobre Povo...'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SeZcAcOlKrI/AAAAAAAAAoE/LEkQINy0-70/s72-c/Pomba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-4410248020937265283</id><published>2009-04-10T21:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T21:00:03.405+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dueto - Silêncio Sentido</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdaMgK6twdI/AAAAAAAAAn8/ubVj9B9FD0c/s1600-h/Vera+%26+Oct%C3%A1vio.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 348px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdaMgK6twdI/AAAAAAAAAn8/ubVj9B9FD0c/s400/Vera+%26+Oct%C3%A1vio.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320594494099145170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Naufrago no mar do teu corpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;e perco-me na geografia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;dos trajectos sinuosos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;que escondes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;entre sombras de afectos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Percorro-te os traços&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;e  perco-me em ti...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;na seara do teu ventre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;que palpitante... fremente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;me chama a descobertas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;num sussurro clemente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Morro num beijo teu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;e sou silêncio e lágrima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;que ressurge no compasso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;almofadado do prazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;com que me adornas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Absorvo-te miríade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;constelação perfeita, cintilante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;subtil tiara de diamantes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Com faminto abraço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;percorro-te em lento passo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;e luz refulgente te tornas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nesta quietude intimista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;somos um só, inseparáveis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;em preciosos instantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;que a vida prolonga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E na cumplicidade secreta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;o amor acontece outra vez...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E és silêncio e lágrima,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;és seara doirada colhida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;és frágil frágua presa em mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quando em ti me fundo, acutilante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;libertas húmidas fragrâncias-jasmim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;num grito surdo de amante!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://octaviodacunha.blogspot.com/"&gt;Octávio da Cunha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-4410248020937265283?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/4410248020937265283/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=4410248020937265283' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/4410248020937265283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/4410248020937265283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/04/dueto-silencio-sentido.html' title='Dueto - Silêncio Sentido'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdaMgK6twdI/AAAAAAAAAn8/ubVj9B9FD0c/s72-c/Vera+%26+Oct%C3%A1vio.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-8005212267630093402</id><published>2009-04-07T00:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T00:00:02.135+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Talvez...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdaJvXT7opI/AAAAAAAAAn0/LOHeUkAu5Qw/s1600-h/Vera.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdaJvXT7opI/AAAAAAAAAn0/LOHeUkAu5Qw/s400/Vera.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320591456589292178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Talvez no silêncio da nudez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Os sussurros soltem a promessa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E a palavra se  dispa de rubor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E se pinte no vermelho dos meus lábios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Picantes,  mordazes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que t’atormentam a pele doce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Roçada suavemente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Beijada em  fúria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mordida em sofreguidão…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E nesse estado febril&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Em que te  deixo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ser-te alívio da erecção&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Plena e extensa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Em virginal  deleite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Em estado de meretriz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Talvez me tenhas no segundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eterno  do tempo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Onde os relógios são apenas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Olhares esquivos e sedutores,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E  m’entregues tudo o que tens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nas minhas cavernas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lascivas e  travessas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Talvez no silêncio das palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Os corpos gritem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;(o  meu, o teu)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que se amam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-8005212267630093402?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/8005212267630093402/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=8005212267630093402' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/8005212267630093402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/8005212267630093402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/04/talvez.html' title='Talvez...'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdaJvXT7opI/AAAAAAAAAn0/LOHeUkAu5Qw/s72-c/Vera.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-4546549593259948541</id><published>2009-04-05T20:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T20:00:02.330+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Paulo Afonso Ramos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdaHfaGZnoI/AAAAAAAAAns/EYbYdGXu2Vo/s1600-h/convite_Paulo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdaHfaGZnoI/AAAAAAAAAns/EYbYdGXu2Vo/s400/convite_Paulo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320588983436680834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Caros Amigos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;No próximo dia 18 de Abril, pelas 15 horas, na &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Biblioteca Municipal Dr. José Vieira de Carvalho&lt;/span&gt;, na Maia, será lançado o 3º livro do Poeta &lt;a href="http://poesiadepauloafonso.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Paulo Afonso Ramos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, com o título &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;“Caminho da Vontade”&lt;/span&gt; que terá a chancela da &lt;a href="http://temasoriginais.blogspot.com/"&gt;Temas Originais&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Obra e autor serão apresentados pelo Poeta &lt;a href="http://xavierzarco.blogspot.com/"&gt;Xavier Zarco&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Convido-vos a estarem presentes no lançamento desta grande obra de poesia, de um autor que tem o dom da palavra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haverá um jantar após o evento. Quem quiser estar presente deverá confirmar a presença para:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ilucia2@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Divulguem e apareçam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-4546549593259948541?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/4546549593259948541/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=4546549593259948541' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/4546549593259948541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/4546549593259948541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/04/paulo-afonso-ramos.html' title='Paulo Afonso Ramos'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdaHfaGZnoI/AAAAAAAAAns/EYbYdGXu2Vo/s72-c/convite_Paulo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-2636462675693785932</id><published>2009-04-03T22:55:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T23:01:04.504+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Afectividade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdaGx8NhjXI/AAAAAAAAAnk/EuF4ESCoawY/s1600-h/Vera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdaGx8NhjXI/AAAAAAAAAnk/EuF4ESCoawY/s400/Vera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320588202319383922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Há poemas que me beijam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Entre focos de luz intermitente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do meu sentir  resignado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E bocas silvestres que acompanham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;O corpo sedento de  versos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Macerados nos meus refúgios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Há magias fingidas nos teus  traços&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que me iludem e me vergam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Em vénias largas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Esculpidas no meu  sentir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tombo-me, apagada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pelo riso dos teus  olhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Enganosos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Como os segundos da espera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que não bate à minha  porta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E mesmo assim me rasga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Como se fosse capaz de me  amar!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não quero o concreto do teu toque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nem a aspereza do teu  coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quero efectivamente a afectividade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Suprema da  poesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Expelida dos teus versos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-2636462675693785932?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/2636462675693785932/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=2636462675693785932' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/2636462675693785932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/2636462675693785932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/04/afectividade.html' title='Afectividade'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdaGx8NhjXI/AAAAAAAAAnk/EuF4ESCoawY/s72-c/Vera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-2615518835035757523</id><published>2009-04-02T23:09:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:36:37.670+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Convites para Sábado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sgGwpSSUnZY/SdFGo1UPyiI/AAAAAAAAAFY/8jzx1bwBagU/s1600-h/Vicente.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sgGwpSSUnZY/SdFGo1UPyiI/AAAAAAAAAFY/8jzx1bwBagU/s400/Vicente.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319110302221978146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O autor, &lt;a href="http://inatingivel.wordpress.com/"&gt;Vicente Ferreira da Silva&lt;/a&gt; e a &lt;a href="http://temasoriginais.blogspot.com/"&gt;Temas Originais&lt;/a&gt; têm o prazer de o convidar a estar presente na sessão de apresentação do livro &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“Interlúdios da Certeza”&lt;/span&gt;, a ter lugar no auditório sito a Campo Grande n.º 56, Lisboa, no próximo dia 4 de Abril pelas 16.00 horas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Obra e autor serão apresentados por Maria Azenha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A sessão contará com a presença de Inês Ramos, que declamará alguns poemas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sgGwpSSUnZY/SdFGgAx2CmI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/1s0ZybD_0X4/s1600-h/GLP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sgGwpSSUnZY/SdFGgAx2CmI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/1s0ZybD_0X4/s400/GLP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319110150680087138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;O Autor, &lt;a href="http://pedacosdaminhaexistencia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gonçalo Lobo Pinheiro&lt;/a&gt; e a &lt;a href="http://temasoriginais.blogspot.com/"&gt;Temas Originas&lt;/a&gt;, têm o prazer de o convidar a estar na sessão de lançamento do livro&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Não Existes ou o breve manual prático de como esquecer um amor antigo"&lt;/span&gt;, a ter lugar no auditório sito a Campo Grande n.º 56, Lisboa, no próximo dia 4 de Abril pelas 19.00 horas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Obra e Autor serão apresentados pela Prof.ª Magda Rodrigues. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-2615518835035757523?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/2615518835035757523/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=2615518835035757523' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/2615518835035757523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/2615518835035757523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/04/convites-para-sabado.html' title='Convites para Sábado'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sgGwpSSUnZY/SdFGo1UPyiI/AAAAAAAAAFY/8jzx1bwBagU/s72-c/Vicente.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-1547892446052589851</id><published>2009-04-01T22:46:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T22:54:29.758+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Resquícios de uma paixão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdPiNeLwe_I/AAAAAAAAAnc/yGjE9TLTR-I/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 272px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdPiNeLwe_I/AAAAAAAAAnc/yGjE9TLTR-I/s400/untitled.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319844305923242994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Reparei em ti...&lt;br /&gt;pela penumbra do toldo&lt;br /&gt;do café da Praça Grande.&lt;br /&gt;Desde logo&lt;br /&gt;equacionei algo...&lt;br /&gt;muito diferente&lt;br /&gt;do anteriormente&lt;br /&gt;perspectivado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idealizei-te em sonhos&lt;br /&gt;de nuvens pinceladas&lt;br /&gt;entre flocos de luz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meus olhares&lt;br /&gt;se situaram&lt;br /&gt;numa insistência&lt;br /&gt;sem sentido...&lt;br /&gt;Facto por ti&lt;br /&gt;reprovado,&lt;br /&gt;pelo teu afastamento...&lt;br /&gt;sem mácula!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas eis que sorris&lt;br /&gt;e as estrelas brilham&lt;br /&gt;em cores de suave primavera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passaste lesta&lt;br /&gt;pelos meandros&lt;br /&gt;da minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Teu rasto&lt;br /&gt;se desvaneceu,&lt;br /&gt;com indiferença.&lt;br /&gt;Foste passagem,&lt;br /&gt;de todo,&lt;br /&gt;despercebida!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas ficou a lembrança&lt;br /&gt;guardada no meu peito&lt;br /&gt;que te reclama na saudade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Vera Sousa Silva &amp;amp; &lt;a href="http://poesia-avulsa.blogspot.com/"&gt;António M. R. Martins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-1547892446052589851?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/1547892446052589851/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=1547892446052589851' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/1547892446052589851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/1547892446052589851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/04/resquicios-de-uma-paixao.html' title='Resquícios de uma paixão'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdPiNeLwe_I/AAAAAAAAAnc/yGjE9TLTR-I/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-3417410305614147740</id><published>2009-03-31T23:58:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:15:47.577+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberdade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdKimuEOBRI/AAAAAAAAAnU/V8cX35LqakA/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Sonho com o mar sem fim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Colado à imensidão do céu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;e com&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;nuvens que correm tão depressa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;beijando as estrelas, de mansinho,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;como o luar que brilha no horizonte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Voo nas asas do sonho&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;rasando ondas que rebentam&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;em fúria de tempestade&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;sinto o sabor do mar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;que se dissolve na minha boca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Imagino-me no topo do mundo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;e abro os braços à vida&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;olho pra baixo e quero&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;alcançar a eternidade&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;e saber o meu destino pra sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Neste bosque sombrio&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;em que me perco e procuro&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;sou labirinto enraizado&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;fauno esquecido, musgo esmagado&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;alma de sol escondido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Estas dunas que piso&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;secas, castelos de areia e eu&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;escondem oceanos de chuva&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;cadências do meu sentir&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;lágrimas há muito caídas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;Para esta estrada silenciosa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;que percorro lentamente&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;ávido de esperança e coragem&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;sou barco encalhado na vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;que nunca chegará a bom porto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; font-family: trebuchet ms;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva &amp;amp; Jorge Costa e Sousa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-3417410305614147740?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/3417410305614147740/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=3417410305614147740' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3417410305614147740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3417410305614147740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/03/liberdade.html' title='Liberdade'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdKimuEOBRI/AAAAAAAAAnU/V8cX35LqakA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-1111172063942792911</id><published>2009-03-31T14:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T14:46:19.380+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Associação Às Artes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;" class="comText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quem quiser participar no site da Associação Às Artes, aqui  vai o link:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" title="www.as-artes.com" href="http://www.as-artes.com/" rel="external"&gt;www.as-artes.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;É fácil, basta inserir email, ir ao  email e confirmar registo. Depois ir ao site do as-artes.com e inserir de novo  email (em painel de controlo) com a palavra passe recebida pode participar, colocando artigos:  textos, poemas, fotografias, vídeos, divulgar eventos, notícias, etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As  vantagens em participar são que, o site as-artes é um klub e como tal, passa (e  recebe) em vários canais, logo a visibilidade é grande.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Depois porque estamos  a construir uma família de autores, onde, anualmente, faremos uma seleção de  poemas para organizar uma antologia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Esta participação neste site não  concorre com sites do género, consideremos por assim dizer, uma  outra casa onde os nossos poemas ganham janelas para vários lados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A informação irá sendo actualizada, assim como o  próprio site que, tijolo a tijolo, se vai construindo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;É vantajosa toda e  qualquer contribuição neste site, quer para o engrandecimento da associação quer  para os seus associados que, com a participação geral, a tempo todos terão o seu  troco, quer em participação numa revista quer em livro  editado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Associação Às Artes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-1111172063942792911?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/1111172063942792911/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=1111172063942792911' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/1111172063942792911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/1111172063942792911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/03/associacao-as-artes.html' title='Associação Às Artes'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-449331128385735002</id><published>2009-03-30T15:29:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:42:47.116+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempo sem ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdDaQJzPvTI/AAAAAAAAAnM/pA05x_q0KdM/s1600-h/Tempo+sem+ti.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 360px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdDaQJzPvTI/AAAAAAAAAnM/pA05x_q0KdM/s400/Tempo+sem+ti.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318991130968177970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Houve um tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Em que o mar se atraiçoou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Deixando a fragilidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Da lua,  divina,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tocar-lhe a espuma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E degustar-lhe o sal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Houve um  tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Em que os pássaros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Se aquietaram no ninho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E as borboletas  mordiscaram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;O repouso dos justos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Num desafio aos disformes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Houve  um tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Em que o entorpecimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me tomou a razão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E a hibernação o  corpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que jazia frio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E quase letal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Houve um tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Em que o  tempo não contava,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A lágrima chorava&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E o coração  desesperava…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tempos houve…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Em que tu não estavas aqui!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-449331128385735002?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/449331128385735002/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=449331128385735002' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/449331128385735002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/449331128385735002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/03/tempo-sem-ti.html' title='Tempo sem ti'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SdDaQJzPvTI/AAAAAAAAAnM/pA05x_q0KdM/s72-c/Tempo+sem+ti.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-8331919003633234623</id><published>2009-03-26T11:04:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-26T11:15:09.148Z</updated><title type='text'>Dueto - Nuvens de Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://octaviodacunha.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SctjdENknWI/AAAAAAAAAnE/hFrIe0iLiLg/s320/nuvem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317453136039026018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nunca me perguntes se sou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nuvem radioactiva do Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nunca me perguntes se vou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Viajar no espaço sideral da agonia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sabes o que sou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sabes que vou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mesmo que não queira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não me perguntes se quero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Envolver-te nos meus braços&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;E guiar-te por ondas de prazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Feitas de pedaços de algodão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Doce como os beijos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que me darás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mesmo que ainda não saibas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não perguntes se fui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alma no teu corpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sou volúpia azul-marfim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pedaço de sonho e de luz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Embrulhados em estrelas cadentes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nascidos para te guiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;" href="http://octaviodacunha.blogspot.com/"&gt;Octávio da Cunha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-8331919003633234623?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/8331919003633234623/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=8331919003633234623' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/8331919003633234623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/8331919003633234623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/03/dueto-nuves-de-amor.html' title='Dueto - Nuvens de Amor'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SctjdENknWI/AAAAAAAAAnE/hFrIe0iLiLg/s72-c/nuvem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-3465589333338605176</id><published>2009-03-22T21:57:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-22T22:04:47.708Z</updated><title type='text'>Perco-me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sca1qCUUUeI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Cf3E-jwhZ-s/s1600-h/Perco-me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sca1qCUUUeI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Cf3E-jwhZ-s/s320/Perco-me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316136143938671074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há um deserto esquivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nos passos incertos que dou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nesta estrada  esburacada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Em que me tomas os sentidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tropeço em palavras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E  arrebato-me, já impávida e audaz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ao gosto do teu corpo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que me atraiçoa a  prudência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Se digo que te quero, perco-me…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Se sussurro que te amo,  perco-te…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Há vagas profundas que me assolam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A alma, invadida de  ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Num rompante instantâneo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Provocando-me a cegueira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Da consciência já  perdida…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Movo-me em quimeras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alucinada pela tua voz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E  tu…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sou cortina de luz transparente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Indivisível,  estranha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que a tua cegueira não vê.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E perco-me por te amar…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-3465589333338605176?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/3465589333338605176/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=3465589333338605176' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3465589333338605176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/3465589333338605176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/03/perco-me.html' title='Perco-me'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sca1qCUUUeI/AAAAAAAAAmc/Cf3E-jwhZ-s/s72-c/Perco-me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-704092301131350460</id><published>2009-03-19T19:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-19T19:00:20.224Z</updated><title type='text'>Saudade...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScF5rxvy0wI/AAAAAAAAAmU/jTuaKzhs88w/s1600-h/Saudade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScF5rxvy0wI/AAAAAAAAAmU/jTuaKzhs88w/s400/Saudade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314662828269032194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Há uma dor que m’atravessa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E fere, profunda,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sangrando a alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que verte rubis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E se veste de negro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Em que o coração grita,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Raivoso e desequilibrado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Atravessando a distância&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E quedando-se a teus pés.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Há a lembrança do teu toque&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E o gosto dos teus beijos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;O cheiro do teu corpo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que m’inquieta, perturba,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;E a vontade louca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;De extinguir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A distância do caminho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Há a solidão, o vazio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Companheiros fiéis da tortura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que teima em não te ter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Neste ermo local&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Onde habito abandonada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Há a esperança libertina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Que m’alimenta e suga a dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Na expectativa de te ter só meu…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Há… a saudade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Vera Sousa Silva&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-704092301131350460?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/704092301131350460/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=704092301131350460' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/704092301131350460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/704092301131350460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/03/saudade.html' title='Saudade...'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScF5rxvy0wI/AAAAAAAAAmU/jTuaKzhs88w/s72-c/Saudade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-8128368815785344078</id><published>2009-03-17T14:52:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-17T14:56:52.533Z</updated><title type='text'>Poesia na Amadora</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sb-5wKu7ASI/AAAAAAAAAl0/fxl1uyhZf68/s1600-h/mail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 314px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sb-5wKu7ASI/AAAAAAAAAl0/fxl1uyhZf68/s400/mail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314170322486493474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Caros Amigos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;No âmbito do Dia Mundial da Poesia, está prevista uma tarde  de poesia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Café com Poemas"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, a ter lugar no próximo dia 21 de  Março, às 16 horas, na Sala de Leitura da Biblioteca Municipal da Amadora - Rua  Capitão Plácido de Abreu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Apareçam e tragam uns poemas para ler, de  preferência vossos! O ambiente será descontraído, entre amigos, numa tertúlia  animada sem nervos nem pressões!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;De  certeza que irão gostar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35260554-8128368815785344078?l=prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/feeds/8128368815785344078/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35260554&amp;postID=8128368815785344078' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/8128368815785344078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35260554/posts/default/8128368815785344078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://prosas-e-versos.blogspot.com/2009/03/poesia-na-amadora.html' title='Poesia na Amadora'/><author><name>Vera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11975781242511371201</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='18' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/ScrDZMLweAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/OLzQmHCCJMI/S220/CAPA+AMAR-TE+EM+SIL%C3%8ANCIO.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/Sb-5wKu7ASI/AAAAAAAAAl0/fxl1uyhZf68/s72-c/mail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35260554.post-3921859522483422550</id><published>2009-03-15T02:02:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-15T02:15:40.169Z</updated><title type='text'>Conclusão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SbxkiB1RAOI/AAAAAAAAAlg/pipuuR4qeBw/s1600-h/Conclus%C3%A3o.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rNr4qS7270I/SbxkiB1RAOI/A
