the saffron for the eggplants dip

"Just take it, I won't use it", my neighbour had said a few months ago, of the tiny jewel-like tin box she had received from an iranian friend. I took it, invited her to the lemony chicken I made with it, but a few strands were left. So into the dip they went, wispy pleasure of sight, smell and taste, real treasure of the senses. Harvest of the dawn. From a poetic people tossed about, and now bombed, by men who couldn't care less about crocuses.

What to say about humans in a book about other animals

"Adults vary so much in their olfactory likes and dislikes that when the US Army tried to develop a stink bomb for crowd control purposes, they couldn’t find a smell that was universally disgusting to all cultures."

In Immense World, by Ed Yong.

 

Danaé´s golden rain (or how to get pregnant anyhow)

somebody french counted how many fictional characters live on  in french brains since the onset of regular television made stories, films, series, etc : 13.000

ao ocaso

 angels have wings,                 a woman leafy greens

os anjos têem asas,                    a mulher hortaliças

tag-line long

 

you knew!

of course I knew, the whole world knows!

we look in wonder

still dark wake in love

coffee in the mess

shall we go look at the sunrise it's 08.00

when does the sun rise around here

scientists laugh 

 

dream of mother friend of mother

they think its about their love the guy is old he probably didnt understand english

go out playing

outside completely dark

did you know it?

there are kids

mission to make the other happy

love turns bad almost on the spot

the mother did it on purpose tortoise porpoise

one is happy

some days

 some days

waking up

i don't seem able to undie

trying to sort years of notes

the first three in no special order, from 2011

"Few men realize that their life, the very essence of their character, their capabilities and their audacities, are only the expression of their belief in the safety of their surroundings."
— Joseph Conrad, “An Outpost of Progress”

"We are like roses that have never bothered to

bloom when we should have bloomed an
d
it is as if

the sun has become disgusted with

waiting"
— Charles Bukowski, “Finish”

"Now that my ladder’s gone,

I must lie down where all the ladders start

In the foul rag-and-bone shop of the heart."
— William Butler Yeats, from “The Circus Animals’ Desertion”

the well spread love of international zeroglottism...

What book might people be surprised to find on your shelves?

“English as She Is Spoke: The New Guide of the Conversation in Portuguese and English,” by Pedro Carolino, first published in America in 1883, with an introduction by Mark Twain. As Twain puts it, “Nobody can add to the absurdity of this book,” and indeed it is ridiculous — a guide to English written by someone who had not the slightest grasp of the language. More than a hundred pages filled with such sentences as: “You have there a library too many considerable, it is a proof your love for the learnings” or “Nothing is more easy than to swim; it do not what don’t to be afraid of.” The book is pure Dada, and as Twain writes, “its immortality is secure.”

Paul Auster in a New York Times interview 

...

roof of rain

voices soft giggles naked soles on wet earth

hard slippery

same old love

here

i burned the lemon pie

the day before yesterday

"The curse of storytelling is being litteral".
Barry Purves at Festa da animação, in Barcelos
Or how to free oneself through artifice, and the joy of it.

num redondo claustro 2

« The Jesuit device (one of many) for promoting concentration in prayer + meditation: “composition of place.” You think closely about where an edifying event (say, the Crucifixion) took place—weather, flora + fauna, colors, etc.—+ thus understand its deeper meaning more easily.»
Susan Sontag. « As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh. »

num redondo claustro 1

« A kind of braininess—but at the same time, one that she would mistrust. Experiencing her mind mainly as a means of aggression, as a weapon turned against other people, she w[oul]d want to get rid of her mind. Becoming mindless becomes equated with the ability (the freedom) to love.  »
Susan Sontag. « As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh. »

most things come with numbers

most things come with numbers
and I don't mean a price tag
even if a price is often asked
or demanded

eaten by light

Is it that you yes or that you no?
Some speak simple and their landscapes are bold. If we get lost in it, that's their intention. Me, I always knock, knowing I shouldn't. You enter, you don't always break. Many a one is waiting. Men too. Men mostly, maybe.
Well it is late.

arrows inside out

not just people, but their interactions, how they stand one to another, how they lean to and move away, in what directions, what sense, at what speed.

no road kill

a sheep's skull found on the road side, among tiny spring orchids....

he he!

"NASA has finally answered a long-standing question: all but one of the six American flags on the Moon are still standing up. The only problem is that they aren’t American flags anymore. They are all white."

in the house with broken doors
breakfast an apple i brought from the country
where you lie smiling in a shroud of bark











..

no place for a hurricane

your mouthbird won't fly

,,,

The descent beckons

as the ascent beckoned.

Memory is a kind of accomplishment.

A sort of renewal

even

an initiation, since the spaces it opens are new places.  

William Carlos William