Bianca, A Haiku

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Caught in the folds of her blanket

watching the sun drift across the lake

she imagines herself

as a sunset - beautiful.

(Lexington)

Deborah S. Esquenazi, El Vacío, The Trauma of Sanctuary, 2019

Cuando el vacío lo llena todo
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I believe all sentient beings should be free to roam. It’s our birthright.

Deborah S. Esquenazi, El Vacío, 2019
NYT Op-Doc

If you crossed, if you made the journey, if people did what it takes [to survive as an] immigrant in America, which is a lot, then you deserve to be here

The Trauma of Sanctuary https://t.co/3YrGHF1h63

— Pierre Radulescu (@pierreradulescu) May 15, 2019

(NYT Op-Docs)

NYT Op-Docs

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• Iris Zaki, Natural Born Settlers, 2019
• Deborah S. Esquenazi, El Vacío, The Trauma of Sanctuary, 2019

(Filmofilia)

Is AOC a Super Hero? The Proof Is In the Book

Dance Party USA
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She's a bartender turned activist, turned congresswoman; she's a very vocal public speaker and media whiz; she's the champion in all hot issues; she's hot; and with this new book (Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez and the Freshman Force: New Party Who Dis?, an anthology including the absurdist and the hopeful) she's turned a Super Hero. Buy the book and enjoy!

Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez as a Super Hero? This Comic Book Thinks So https://t.co/lnVmQrz6bx

— Pierre Radulescu (@pierreradulescu) May 14, 2019

(Zoon Politikon)

Emily Dickinson: Four Poems having Kate Scott Turner in Mind

Emily Dickinson and Kate Scott Turner
unauthenticated portrait, c. 1859
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1.

Heart, not so heavy as mine

Wending late home -

As it passed my window

Whistled itself a tune -

A careless snatch - a ballad -

A ditty of the street -

Yet to my irritated Ear

An Anodyne so sweet -

It was as if a Bobolink

Sauntering this way

Carolled, and paused, and carolled -

Then bubbled slow away!

It was as if a chirping brook

Upon a dusty way -

Set bleeding feet to minuets

Without the knowing why!

Tomorrow, night will come again -

Perhaps, weary and sore -

Ah Bugle! By my window

I pray you pass once more.

(archive Emily Dickinson)

2.

It cant be "Summer"!

That - got through!

It's early - yet- for "Spring"!

There's that long town of White - to cross -

Before the Blackbirds sing!

It cant be "Dying"!

It's too Rouge -

The Dead shall go in White -

So Sunet shuts my question down

With Cuffs of Chrysolite!

(archive Emily Dickinson)

3.

When Katie walks, this simple pair accompany her side,

When Katie runs unwearied they follow on the road,

When Katie kneels, their loving hands still clasp her pious knee -

Ah! Katie! Smile at Fortune, with two so knit to thee!

(archive Emily Dickinson)

4.

There are two Ripenings - one - of sight -

Whose forces Spheric wind

Until the Velvet product

Drop spicy to the ground -

A homelier maturing -

A process in the Bur -

That teeth of Frosts alone disclose

In far October Air.

(archive Emily Dickinson)

(Emily Dickinson)

Pessoa, O Dos Castelos (en Mensagem, 1914)

composição de ilustrações de Carlos Alberto Santos
(fonte de imagem: Inverso)
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A Europa jaz, posta nos cotovellos:

De Oriente a Occidente jaz, fitando,

E toldam-lhe românticos cabellos

Olhos gregos, lembrando.

O cotovello esquerdo é recuado;

O direito é em ângulo disposto.

Aquelle diz Itália onde é pousado;

Este diz Inglaterra onde, afastado,

A mão sustenta, em que se appoia o rosto.

Fita, com olhar sphyngico e fatal,

O Occidente, futuro do passado.

O rosto com que fita é Portugal.

(Inverso)

dito de Laurent Filipe
(video por Mário Neves)

Europa yace apostada sobre sus codos:

Yace de Oriente a Occidente, mirando,

Y la abrazan románticos cabellos

Recordando ojos griegos.

Retira el codo izquierdo;

El derecho está dispuesto en ángulo.

Aquel dice Italia donde se ha asentado;

Este dice Inglaterra donde, alejada,

sostiene la mano, en la que apoya su rostro.

Observa, con mirada fatal de esfinge,

a Occidente, futuro del pasado.

El rostro que observa es de Portugal.

traducción de Juan Carlos Villavicencio
(Descontexto)

(fonte de imagem: Ethics, Economics and Societyo)
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Europe lies, reclining upon her elbows:

From East to West she stretches, staring,

And romantic tresses fall over

Greek eyes, reminding.

The left elbow is stepped back;

The other laid out at an angle.

The first says Italy where it leans;

This one England where, set afar,

The hand holds the resting face.

Enigmatic and fateful she stares

Out West, to the future of the past.

The staring face is Portugal.

(Inverso)

The castles in the Portuguese coat-of-arms represent walled towns that were conquered from the Moors in medieval times. Thus, the field of the castles pertains to the materiality in the country. Appropriately this first poem in Mensagem starts by a brief description of the map of Europe and of the geographic position of Portugal in it. According to the mythic origin of the continent, Europe is a woman whose Greek eyes remind us of the racial and cultural origin of the Portuguese nation (which Pessoa believed to be rooted in pre-classical Greece).

But, as often happens in Pessoa's best work, a final twist makes us review the simplicity we had laid out in our minds. Europe is staring out west to the future of the past and... the staring face is Portugal! A double meaning is intended: on one side, this is a clear reference to the fact that Portugal has, in the past, sought its destiny in the sea and consequently spearheaded the European expansion overseas; but on the other side the mention of the future means that the saga is not over yet and that the future of Europe still awaits out west. According to Fernando Pessoa's belief, Portugal will, one day, again show the way and that profecy is the Message itself...

(Inverso)

(Fernando Pessoa)

(Juan Carlos Villaviciencio)

KIarostami, The colours, 1976

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see also:

• Wikipedia
• IMDB
• Letterboxd
• The Seventh Art

Je pense au Petit Prince, c'est un film pour lui.

Abbas Kiarostami: ...رنگ‌ها Rang-ha (The Colours), 1976
(video by belogtoob)

(I'm in the Mood for Kiarostami)