sexta-feira, 3 de abril de 2020

segunda-feira, 8 de agosto de 2016

mad.e.

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domingo, 15 de novembro de 2015

Shakespeare, my dear

SHYLOCK
To bait fish withal. If it will feed nothing else, it will feed my revenge. He hath disgraced me and hindered me half a million, laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies—and what’s his reason? I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? Fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer as a Christian is? If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If you poison us, do we not die? And if you wrong us, shall we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? Revenge. If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example? Why, revenge. The villainy you teach me I will execute—and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.

sábado, 27 de dezembro de 2014

de-pressa-o



como pão-de-ló com uma dor de dentes de não te ter por perto.

domingo, 16 de novembro de 2014

quarta-feira, 5 de novembro de 2014

vinho tinto


o Cristo desaparecido da cruz
e a barriga do padre aumentada em trinta quilos.

a Jacinta da minha turma
que decorou a nau catrineta
a ver se a paixão que nutria pela professora
num lesbianismo permaturo do 7º ano
lhe valia um muito bom na caderneta

e o padre gordo
todos os domingos a pedir para a igreja
enquanto contava piadas do futebol
em pleno palco religioso
com as falas da missa ainda por decorar
a acompanhar-se pelo livrinho
sem vergonha do seu papel de actor sem memória.

se fosse deus,
aumentava a publicidade religiosa,
com umas mamudas,
que se vergassem enquanto lêem a Bíblia.

cemitério

a minha casa é um cemitério.
atiram-se flores meias murchas
abrimos as mãos ossudas,
a campa desterrada,
os corpos cambaleantes,
chega a noite e durmo,
como se dorme sempre.

quinta-feira, 9 de outubro de 2014

agricultura



As ervas crescidas pela doença.
Prometeu que jamais voltaria a cultivar o campo.
Até que as abóboras cessaram de saltar para a panela da sopa.