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Sep 16 2006

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Bruno Afonso

Porque a poesia e’ realmente universal…

Posted at 19:28 under Poemas do Além

Bem, na realidade nao e’. Poesia traduzida levanta-me o sobrolho ‘a partida… mas o que achei particularmente engracado ao estar a ler o livro de poesia q podem ver no lado direito do vosso ecran e’ que consigo aperceber-me da beleza da poesia noutra lingua que nao a minha lingua materna. Na realidade, a compra deste livro foi um jogo/desafio: Conseguirei extrair e/ou apreciar algo de poesia escrita em ingles? A duvida surge do facto de ate’ agora nunca ter sequer concebido escrever poesia em ingles - pelo menos no estado sobrio. Na realidade, escrever poesia em ingles para mim requere mto mais que o dominio de ingles que tenho (que sem falsas modestias e’ acima do aluno estrangeiro normal) porque para pensar, conceber e escrevinhar poesia requere mais do que o dominio simples e superficial que normalmente se tem de outra lingua qualquer que nao a materna. Nao obstante, comeco a ficar satisfeito com o prazer que me da’ (e mesmo inspiracao!) ler poesia em ingles. Um poema que adorei do livro e’ o que se segue:

I Want to Be Your Shoebox
Catherine Bowman

I want to be your shoebox
I want to be your Fort Knox
I want to be your equinox

I want to be your paradox
I want to be your pair of socks
I want to be your paradise

I want to be your pack of lies
I want to be your snake eyes
I want to be your Mac with fries

I want to be your moonlit estuary
I want to be your day missing in February
I want to be your floating dock dairy

I want to be your pocket handkerchief
I want to be your mischief
I want to be your slow pitch

I want to be your fable without a moral
Under a table of black elm I want to be your Indiana morel
Casserole. Your drum roll. Your trompe l’oeil

I want to be your biscuits
I want to be your business
I want to be your beeswax

I want to be your milk money
I want to be your Texas Apiary honey
I want to be your Texas. Honey

I want to be your cheap hotel
I want to be your lipstick by Chanel
I want to be your secret passage

All written in Braille. I want to be
All the words you can’t spell
I want to be your International

House of Pancakes. I want to be your reel after reel
Of rough takes. I want to be your Ouija board
I want to be your slum-lord. Hell

I want to be your made-to-order smorgasbord
I want to be your autobahn
I want to be your Audubon

I want to be your Chinese bug radical
I want to be your brand new set of radials
I want to be your old-time radio

I want to be your pro and your con
I want to be your Sunday morning ritual
(Demons be gone!) Your constitutional

Your habitual—
I want to be your Tinkertoy
Man, I want to be your best boy

I want to be your chauffeur
I want to be your chauf-
feur, your shofar, I want to be your go for

Your go far, your offer, your counter-offer
your two-by-four
I want to be your out and in door

I want to be your song: daily, nocturnal—
I want to be your nightingale
I want to be your dog’s tail

Cheguei a verter uma lagrima.

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2 Responses to “Porque a poesia e’ realmente universal…”

  1. Samuelon 17 Sep 2006 at 5:52 1

    Também gostei bastante.
    Mas como diria o gajo da moda: “I want… I want… o que ela quer sei eu!”

  2. Paton 26 Sep 2006 at 10:40 2

    Muito bonito…

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