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March 28, 2020
Diário da qurentena III - insónias e as notícias são todas una mierda
"As the sun disappears and the shadows
descend from the mountain top
and human cares drop away, one by one,
leaving hearts tranquil,
death and cruel fate fill me with anguish,
rest refuses to come to my tired heart,
and I pass my hours and nights crying
with tears in my heart as well as my eyes."
descend from the mountain top
and human cares drop away, one by one,
leaving hearts tranquil,
death and cruel fate fill me with anguish,
rest refuses to come to my tired heart,
and I pass my hours and nights crying
with tears in my heart as well as my eyes."
--Laura Battiferri (1523–1589), also called Laura Battiferri Ammannati, was an Italian poet during the Renaissance period. She was born in Urbino, Italy.
Bronzino, Portrait of Laura Battiferri, c. 1560; Oil on canvas; Palazzo Vecchio, Florence
Diário da quarentena 15º dia II - insónias e as notícias são todas una mierda
'The Plague'. A mother bearing her child's coffin in a funeral procession for victims of the plague. Colour lithograph after Felix Jenewein, 1900.
Diário da quarentena 15º dia
acordar às 3 e meia da manhã sem sono... cara de insónia... quem é que me livra disto?
e agora é que estou a ver. preciso de cortar o cabelo...
March 27, 2020
Uma espécie de poesia - ao anoitecer II
"The crisis was over. What was more, they had taken the first step toward genuine friendship. They had exchanged vulnerabilities."
-- from the book "2010"
poesia ao anoitecer - em construção
Oh noite rumorejante
dos negros silêncios dos campos
cortados pelo ciciar das cigarras
nos anos de cálidas
Primaveras
Oh noite rumorejante
aroma viçoso do tempo
deleite ameno
noite sem pressa
de promessa
ao relento
Noite rumorejante
bjados negros silêncios dos campos
cortados pelo ciciar das cigarras
nos anos de cálidas
Primaveras
Oh noite rumorejante
aroma viçoso do tempo
deleite ameno
noite sem pressa
de promessa
ao relento
Noite rumorejante
Coronavirus Li Wenliang - a vida dos outros
One doctor "told me she hadn’t taken a day off in weeks," Amy Weiss-Meyer writes. "She cries every night when she comes home, she said, and has trouble sleeping through the night. The day before we spoke, she had intubated the father of a friend."
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