Posted in English, tagged English, Olympic, vinicius werneck on August 8, 2008 | 3 Comments »
I’m just now watching the Olympic games overture and, surprisingly, tears simply dropped through my face… Why? It’s interesting, ’cause it was a result from a mix between the wealth and the poverty. During the very first part, an overwhelming question came: if the human being is able to create such a great [...]
Posted in English, Poem, tagged English, love, Poem, vinicius werneck on August 4, 2008 | 2 Comments »
I love you like a person, who lost the own ship, like the ocean itself, I love you like a child, like a ruined village. I love you like a comet does, like the inermost smile. I love you like a bird, flying into a strange garden, like the wind blowing nowhere, like a word [...]
Posted in English, Poem, tagged Poem, vinicius werneck on August 4, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Oh, these foggy mornings
Invisible roofs of Jackson,
Yellowstone, red heart,
blue feelings: miserable art.
Love in a so old saxon way,
that this same feeling may
be part of well shot dart.
Vinicius Werneck
Posted in Português, tagged poesia, Português, vinicius werneck on August 4, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
maría
Epígrafe: a subversão da palavra em Manoel de Barros
O mar me sol
me grita, me lua.
O mar me forca,
me chama, me nó.
Árvore a vida
e onda: sou só, sou só, sou só.
Vinícius Werneck – Cabo Frio, 24 de abril
