Luis Soares's Blog, page 207

January 30, 2018

Konstantinos Kaváfis - Uma noite

Uma noite (1915)

 

Era pobre e sórdida a alcova,
escondida por cima da equívoca taberna.
Da janela via-se a ruela
suja e estreita. De baixo
subiam as vozes de uns operários
que, jogando às cartas, matavam o tempo.

 

E ali, numa cama mísera e vulgar
possuí o corpo do amor, possuí os lábios
sensuais e rosados de embriaguez -
rosados de tanta embriaguez que, mesmo agora,
quando escrevo, passados tantos anos,
sozinho em casa, volto a embriagar-me.

 

Konstantinos Kaváfis, 145 poemas, trad. e apresentação Ma...

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Published on January 30, 2018 02:10

January 29, 2018

Mariette Pathy Allen

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Mariette Pathy Allen has been photographing the transgender community for over 30 years. Through her artistic practice, she has been a pioneering force in gender consciousness, contributing to numerous cultural and academic publications about gender variance and lecturing throughout the globe. Her first book "Transformations: Crossdressers and Those Who Love Them" was groundbreaking in its investigation of a misunderstood community. Her second book "The Gender Frontier" is a collection o...

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Published on January 29, 2018 09:17

Stars

Nina Simone sings Stars at the Montreux Festival in 1976. "I'm trying to tell my story ... we always have a story."

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Published on January 29, 2018 01:09

January 26, 2018

George Oppen - Of Being Numerous: Sections 1-22

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There are things

We live among ‘and to see them

Is to know ourselves’.

 

Occurrence, a part

Of an infinite series,

 

The sad marvels;

 

Of this was told

A tale of our wickedness.

It is not our wickedness.

 

‘You remember that old town we went to, and we sat in the ruined window, and we tried to imagine that we belonged to those times—It is dead and it is not dead, and you cannot imagine either its life or its death; the earth speaks and the salamander speaks, the Spring comes and only obs...

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Published on January 26, 2018 11:19

Sheku Kanneh-Mason

Sheku Kanneh-Mason plays The Swan (From Carnival of the Animals) from his album Inspiration.

 

Sheku Kanneh-Mason plays his favourite concerto (Shostakovich Cello Concerto No 1) on 15th May in the final of BBC Young Musician 2016 at the Barbican London. He was crowned the overall winner of the competition. Played with the BBC Symphony Orchestra and the conductor is Mark Wigglesworth

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Published on January 26, 2018 05:13

If The Car Beside You Moves Ahead

If the car beside you moves ahead
As much as it feels as though you’re dead
You’re not going backwards.

 

Video directed by Alexander Brown.
Song written and produced by James Blake.
Audio mixed by Nathan Boddy & James Blake, and mastered by Matt Colton.

www.jamesblakemusic.com

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Published on January 26, 2018 01:22

January 25, 2018

It Makes You Forget

Peggy Gou - ‘It Makes You Forget (Itgehane)’ // Taken from ‘Once’ released 2nd March 2018 via Ninja Tune.

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Published on January 25, 2018 13:21

After Bach

Brad Mehldau's After Bach: Rondo, from his album After Bach, due March 9 on Nonesuch Records.

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Published on January 25, 2018 08:17

Derek Walcott - The Fist

The fist clenched round my heart
loosens a little, and I gasp
brightness; but it tightens
again. When have I ever not loved
the pain of love? But this has moved

 

past love to mania. This has the strong
clench of the madman, this is
gripping the ledge of unreason, before
plunging howling into the abyss.

 

Hold hard then, heart. This way at least you live.

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Published on January 25, 2018 01:09

January 24, 2018

Nicanor Parra - Último Brindis

Lo queramos o no
Sólo tenemos tres alternativas:
El ayer, el presente y el mañana.

Y ni siquiera tres
Porque como dice el filósofo
El ayer es ayer
Nos pertenece sólo en el recuerdo:
A la rosa que ya se deshojó
No se le puede sacar otro pétalo.

Las cartas por jugar 
Son solamente dos:
El presente y el día de mañana.

Y ni siquiera dos
Porque es un hecho bien establecido
Que el presente no existe
Sino en la medida en que se hace pasado
Y ya pasó...,
como la juventud.

En resumidas cuentas
Sólo nos va quedando el ma...

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Published on January 24, 2018 13:21