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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 May 2013 12:39:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Air - Alone in kyoto</title>
  <author>magnolia</author>  <link>http://falarsobretudoemaisalgumacoisa.blogs.sapo.pt/280085.html</link>
  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;De um dos melhores filmes Sofia Coppola, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0335266/&quot;&gt;Lost in Translation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Vale a pena ouvir e já agora rever o filme. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Ou ver para quem ainda não viu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;saportecontainer saportepreserve&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/embed/XUjAtYQkFm8&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 May 2013 09:57:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>vicio de ti</title>
  <author>magnolia</author>  <link>http://falarsobretudoemaisalgumacoisa.blogs.sapo.pt/279981.html</link>
  <description>&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a class=&quot;saportelink&quot; href=&quot;http://fotos.sapo.pt/pessoasepoetas/fotos/?uid=NFI4NUB2fhIN0mOSEwEY&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border: 0 none;&quot; src=&quot;http://c2.quickcachr.fotos.sapo.pt/i/B03141da6/15018111_OUq9B.jpeg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;475&quot; height=&quot;468&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;descobri que tenho o vicio de ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;descobri que me estás tão entranhado na pele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;como está a nicotina nos dedos dos fumadores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;e a minha boca sofre na tua ausência,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;adoece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;e perde o sorriso nas gavetas da saudade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;depois, o sol pôe-se sem a promessa de voltar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;apenas fica a névoa que tudo cobre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;as ruas, os beirais das casas onde moram os pássaros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;e até o sorriso das crianças&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;que de mão dada com a avó&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;passeiam o cão ao entardecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;cláudia moreira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 23 May 2013 17:28:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Kings of Convenience</title>
  <author>magnolia</author>  <link>http://falarsobretudoemaisalgumacoisa.blogs.sapo.pt/279736.html</link>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 12:05:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ainda sobre o Martim Neves</title>
  <author>magnolia</author>  <link>http://falarsobretudoemaisalgumacoisa.blogs.sapo.pt/279398.html</link>
  <description>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class=&quot;saportelink&quot; href=&quot;http://fotos.sapo.pt/pessoasepoetas/fotos/?uid=mjugs8zU7fHTvWzsuMmU&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border: 0px none; display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot; src=&quot;http://c1.quickcachr.fotos.sapo.pt/i/Bdf13e653/15012313_u4RJt.jpeg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; height=&quot;210&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;A propósito&lt;a href=&quot;http://falarsobretudoemaisalgumacoisa.blogs.sapo.pt/278605.html&quot;&gt; disto &lt;/a&gt;devo dizer que apesar do assunto ser delicado e apesar de eu estar absolutamente a favor da luta de todos os que ganham o nosso vergonhoso ordenado mínimo, não posso deixar de louvar a atitude empreendedora do Martim e de achar que a Raquel Varela, não deve saber o que é não ganhar NENHUM dinheiro. Quem tem bocas para sustentar tem que ser muito ponderado na sua luta. É injusto, mas é o que temos no momento. Lutar sim e sempre, mas com assertividade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Além disso, que culpa tem o Martim do estado do país? Ela nasceu há 16 anos, não contribuiu em nada para o estado caótico em que nos encontramos, e, pelo que está a fazer, está a ajudar a fomentar a economia. Muito melhor atitude do que o resto dos miúdos (e graúdos) que mesmo desempregados e contas para pagar se sentam no café a tarde toda ou andam a pedinchar carimbos, nunca perguntando por trabalho. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Estou com o Martim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 10:55:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Black &amp;White - Festival Internacional Audiovisual</title>
  <author>magnolia</author>  <link>http://falarsobretudoemaisalgumacoisa.blogs.sapo.pt/279055.html</link>
  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Começa hoje o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Black &amp;amp; White - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline;&quot;&gt;Festival Internaciona de Audiovisual&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;na UCP - Escola das Artes e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt; e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;u vou lá estar! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt; Assim, deixo aqui a programação do dia 1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class=&quot;saportelink&quot; href=&quot;http://fotos.sapo.pt/pessoasepoetas/fotos/?uid=pFEBaGlO7iHtnUUgWGat&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border: 0px none; display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot; src=&quot;http://c8.quickcachr.fotos.sapo.pt/i/Beb13c49c/15012110_0nide.jpeg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;500&quot; height=&quot;355&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Competição vídeo 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;(Hoje às 22:00)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;“WARMTH” – Victor Asliuk - ESTREIA NACIONAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;(Bielorrússia, documentário – 20:00)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“THE FEAST” - Boris Seewald - ESTREIA NACIONAL&lt;br /&gt;(Alemanha, experimental – 3:24)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“FOR THOSE WHO STAY” – Vasco Mendes &lt;br /&gt;(Portugal, experimental – 3:26)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“NEST” - Tornike Bziava - ESTREIA NACIONAL&lt;br /&gt;(Geórgia, ficção – 19:00)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“FROM DAD TO SON” - Nils Knoblich &lt;br /&gt;(Alemanha, animação – 5:16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“LOOKING FOR SOMETHING (PART ONE: A WINTER VISIT)” - Fjodor Donderer - ESTREIA NACIONAL&lt;br /&gt;(Alemanha, experimental – 12:30)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ENTRADA LIVRE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot; style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Ver mais &lt;a href=&quot;http://artes.ucp.pt/b&amp;amp;w/2013/index.php&quot;&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 13:18:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Nas manhãs submersas pela neblina, sou feliz</title>
  <author>magnolia</author>  <link>http://falarsobretudoemaisalgumacoisa.blogs.sapo.pt/278848.html</link>
  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Para relembrar os dias maravilhosos que passei a caminho de Santiago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class=&quot;saportelink&quot; href=&quot;http://fotos.sapo.pt/pessoasepoetas/fotos/?uid=LEzZynqqj6sEO1YB7zZk&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border: 0 none;&quot; src=&quot;http://c10.quickcachr.fotos.sapo.pt/i/B4e140fa8/15009000_nkgq4.jpeg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;428&quot; height=&quot;500&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Nas manhãs submersas pela neblina, sou feliz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Ouço os meus passos, um depois do outro, cadenciados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Olho as paisagens que se descobrem aos poucos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;As árvores acordam com os meus passos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Sinto o cheiro a terra húmida a impregnar o ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Também o cheiro da resina perfuma a Terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Percebo o silêncio a ser quebrado pelo chilrear dos pássaros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Ouço o som da água a cair por entre pedras e terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Sinto a frescura da manhã azul na pele e na alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Os meus passos levam-me para a frente, sempre para a frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Depois o sol, tímido, a aparecer devagar lá ao alto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Sinto-o derramar a sua luz nas montanhas e nas pedras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;E o seu calor em mim e em todos os homens da Terra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Caminho sem esforço mesmo carregando o peso da vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Sou feliz numa simbiose perfeita com a natureza pulsante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Sinto-me muito viva e o sangue a corre-me nas veias, célere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Impossível travar o sorriso que se me desenha nos lábios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Dentro de mim um lago sereno de sentimentos apaziguados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Mais um passo e outro e outro e depois outro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Tantos passos e não sei quando chegarei ao destino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Mas que importa o tempo? Nada. Não importa nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;No Caminho o tempo não existe, nem precisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Não há pressa de chegar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Dentro de mim vive a certeza de que chegarei. E basta-me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Enquanto isso, em cada passo, sou feliz por pertencer à Terra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;cláudia moreira - escrevi estas letras quando cheguei do Caminho Central de Santiago em 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 13:03:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Para ouvir com atenção e pensar!</title>
  <author>magnolia</author>  <link>http://falarsobretudoemaisalgumacoisa.blogs.sapo.pt/278605.html</link>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 21 May 2013 10:07:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Black &amp;White - Festival Internacional Audiovisual</title>
  <author>magnolia</author>  <link>http://falarsobretudoemaisalgumacoisa.blogs.sapo.pt/278330.html</link>
  <description>&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;De 22 a 25 de Maio na Universidade Católica do Porto, decorre o &lt;a href=&quot;https://www.facebook.com/pages/Black-White-Festival-Audiovisual/323199379838?fref=ts&quot;&gt;Festival Internacional de Audiovisual Black &amp;amp; White&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;saportecontainer saportepreserve&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/embed/_SEoC-wb3eo&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 12:43:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fnac sim, Fnac não, Fnac sim...</title>
  <author>magnolia</author>  <link>http://falarsobretudoemaisalgumacoisa.blogs.sapo.pt/278252.html</link>
  <description>&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;...e depois de auscultar o meu publico no Facebook parece que será Fnac sim! :)) Regulamento &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.novostalentosfnac.com/literatura/2013/convocatoria/&quot;&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;. Participa tu também:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a class=&quot;saportelink&quot; href=&quot;http://fotos.sapo.pt/pessoasepoetas/fotos/?uid=mUMwHCoKhiY6Aw82wohb&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border: 0 none;&quot; src=&quot;http://c7.quickcachr.fotos.sapo.pt/i/Bec13822a/15004248_ZVdWu.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;500&quot; height=&quot;366&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 10:50:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Como sei que é amor</title>
  <author>magnolia</author>  <link>http://falarsobretudoemaisalgumacoisa.blogs.sapo.pt/277871.html</link>
  <description>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class=&quot;saportelink&quot; href=&quot;http://fotos.sapo.pt/pessoasepoetas/fotos/?uid=nDSPDHk2fqS7tUAE4OZI&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border: 0px none; display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot; src=&quot;http://c7.quickcachr.fotos.sapo.pt/i/B0c14924f/15003721_WWByI.jpeg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;183&quot; height=&quot;275&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;imagem retirada da net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;como sei que é amor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;simples. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;o que sinto por ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;já não me cabe no peito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;transborda, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;galga estradas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;leva tudo à frente até ser rio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;depois, um gigantesco oceano azul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;isso e a tremura indisfarçável nos meus lábios&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;no segundo exacto que antecede o nosso beijo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;cláudia moreira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 09:48:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>E hoje foi dia de...</title>
  <author>magnolia</author>  <link>http://falarsobretudoemaisalgumacoisa.blogs.sapo.pt/277735.html</link>
  <description>&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;...lavar a cara ao blog! Espero que gostem:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;a class=&quot;saportelink&quot; href=&quot;http://fotos.sapo.pt/pessoasepoetas/fotos/?uid=JjQDvs4y0LspLnbQl7h4&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border: 0 none;&quot; src=&quot;http://c8.quickcachr.fotos.sapo.pt/i/B30133327/14997117_TYoJw.jpeg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;268&quot; height=&quot;188&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;imagem retitada da net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 May 2013 14:32:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sem ideias</title>
  <author>magnolia</author>  <link>http://cha-das-cinco.blogs.sapo.pt/25454.html</link>
  <description>&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span class=&quot;saportelink&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border: 0px none; display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;&quot; src=&quot;http://c10.quickcachr.fotos.sapo.pt/i/B3e1448af/14991496_nadUK.jpeg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;265&quot; height=&quot;190&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small;&quot;&gt;imagem retirada da net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Sem ideias para escrever alguma coisa de jeito, desato a escrever coisas sem nexo, ao sabor do pensamento e que vou apagando de seguida com medo que alguém as veja e me julgue louca. Pensando melhor, talvez seja interessante o exercício de não apagar. A partir deste momento desisto de carregar no &lt;em&gt;delete&lt;/em&gt; e vou deixar que a mente vagueie e passe aos dedos o que surgir. Coisa parva, estão já a pensar. Eu também acho mas até ter uma ideia decente fico-me pelas coisas parvas. Este exercio começa agora:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Tenho frio aqui sentada e não me apetece estar aqui onde estou. A janela que não abre aprisiona-me, sufoca-me, impede-me de viver. Pelo intervalo da persiana vejo o céu cinzento recortado por casas velhas. Acabou de passar um guarda-chuva. Não vejo a chuva cair mas sinto-a pelo frio que passa por debaixo da porta, pela cor escura que entra pela janela que não abre. Está um bom dia para ficar em casa no sofá. Gostava de voltar a ter tempo para ler. Como antes. Horas e horas a ler, por vezes até acabar o livro, mesmo que não jantasse ou jantasse de livro ao lado, mesmo que entrasse pela noite dentro, mesmo que só terminasse pela manhã. Lembro-me que quando era mais nova, antes de ser adulta, naquela fase em que se devora o mundo, eu devorava os livros. E era tão bom poder perder-me nas histórias que não eram a minha. Sempre tive essa capacidade de me embrenhar nas histórias, de quase as viver como as personagens. Era uma forma diferente de viajar pelo mundo e pelo tempo. Já fui ao passado assim. Já fui ao futuro. Já fui velha e já vivi no Cairo e já viajei no Expresso Siberiano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Aqui só vejo gente que passa e cara triste. Já ninguém sorri para ninguém, nem sequer para si próprios.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Daqui a pouco vou lá fora. Preciso de respirar. Aproveito e tomo um café. Que seria de mim sem a cafeína? Também hei-de ir ver os livros expostos no supermercado. Já sei que não vou comprar. O mais certo é que nem tenha nenhum do meu agrado. Já raramente compro livros. Estão tão caros…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;A janela continua ali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Suspiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Que ideia esta de nos fecharem num escritório o dia todo…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Não sei quem a teve, mas mais valia que nesse dia tivesse estado como eu estou hoje, sem ideias!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: right;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline; font-size: xx-small; color: #993300;&quot;&gt;tema da semana: sem ideias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 May 2013 10:12:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Por tua causa</title>
  <author>magnolia</author>  <link>http://falarsobretudoemaisalgumacoisa.blogs.sapo.pt/277384.html</link>
  <description>&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a class=&quot;saportelink&quot; href=&quot;http://fotos.sapo.pt/pessoasepoetas/fotos/?uid=ac4Pb3o3eyozzjTEoK2P&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;border: 0 none;&quot; src=&quot;http://c1.quickcachr.fotos.sapo.pt/i/B071478dd/14987249_wN4Zd.jpeg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;500&quot; height=&quot;373&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;foto minha &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;por tua causa fiz um poema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;de sete linhas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;que entrelaço com os meus dedos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;nos teus cabelos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;aperta-me no teu abraço, meu amor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;enquanto navego à deriva no teu peito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;e descubro o rumo ao abrigo da tua boca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot; dir=&quot;ltr&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;cláudia moreira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 May 2013 14:35:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>É o Amor de João Canijo</title>
  <author>magnolia</author>  <link>http://falarsobretudoemaisalgumacoisa.blogs.sapo.pt/277215.html</link>
  <description>&lt;p style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;Não é por ser sobre gente da minha terra...mas vale a pena ver! Um excelente exercicio cinematográfico!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;saportecontainer saportepreserve&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/embed/jNk2Ytvs5aA&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot; frameborder=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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