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quarta-feira, 5 de março de 2025

"I dwell in Possibility"

Henri de Braekeleer, The chimes (1874, Galerie Ronny Van de Velde, Antuérpia)
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I dwell in Possibility

I dwell in Possibility –
A fairer House than Prose –
More numerous of Windows –
Superior – for Doors –

Of Chambers as the Cedars –
Impregnable of eye –
And for an everlasting Roof
The Gambrels of the Sky –

Of Visitors – the fairest –
For Occupation – This –
The spreading wide my narrow Hands
To gather Paradise –
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Emily Dickinson (via Poetry Foundation)

sexta-feira, 29 de março de 2019

Do cérebro, mais vasto que o Céu

Eric da Costa, Artica CC e NeuroGears, Neurónio Interativo (2019)
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Da exposição na Gulbenkian, que apreciei bastante, sobre um tema que me fascina.
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This Brain - is wider than the Sky -
For - put them side by side -
The one the other will contain
With ease - and You - beside -

The Brain is deeper than  the sea -
For - hold them - Blue to Blue -
The one the other will absorb -
As Sponges - Buckets - do -

The Brain is just the weight of God -
For - Heft them - Pound for Pound -
And they will differ - if they do -
As Syllable from Sound -
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Emily Dickinson.
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David Goodsell, Sinapse excitatória ampliada dois milhões de vezes (2019)
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segunda-feira, 20 de junho de 2011

Está quase a chegar o Verão!

Frank W. Benson, The Hiltop (1903, Malden Public Library).
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To see the Summer Sky
Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie -
True Poems flee.

domingo, 8 de maio de 2011

To make a prairie ...

Hermann Seeger, Picking Daisies (1905, uploaded by Worlgallery).
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To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, -
One clover, and a bee,
And revery.
The revery alone will do
If bees are few.
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sábado, 2 de abril de 2011

Esperança

Auguste Rodin, The Blessings (1894, Museu Calouste Gulbenkian, Lisboa).
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«Hope is that thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops... at all».
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Emily Dickinson.