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22 August 2010

Talento

Talento não tem nada a ver com a priori grandiosidade inerente à pessoa.

É mais vigor do que aquilo. Talento é disciplina alinhada à predição/predileção. É saber alinhar o próprio caminho com aquele vento; alinhar sabiamente o seu destino com o tempo (vida)(propício ao florescimento).



K.A.G.

The Genius Of The Crowd

There is enough treachery, hatred violence absurdity in the average
human being to supply any given army on any given day

and the best at murder are those who preach against it
and the best at hate are those who preach love
and the best at war finally are those who preach peace

those who preach god, need god
those who preach peace do not have peace
those who preach peace do not have love

beware the preachers
beware the knowers
beware those who are always reading books
beware those who either detest poverty
or are proud of it
beware those quick to praise
for they need praise in return
beware those who are quick to censor
they are afraid of what they do not know
beware those who seek constant crowds for
they are nothing alone
beware the average man the average woman
beware their love, their love is average
seeks average

but there is genius in their hatred
there is enough genius in their hatred to kill you
to kill anybody
not wanting solitude
not understanding solitude
they will attempt to destroy anything
that differs from their own
not being able to create art
they will not understand art
they will consider their failure as creators
only as a failure of the world
not being able to love fully
they will believe your love incomplete
and then they will hate you
and their hatred will be perfect

like a shining diamond
like a knife
like a mountain
like a tiger
like hemlock

their finest art


Charles Bukowski

5 August 2010

Quick thought

Well, I have a question. Why in the contemporary poetry (mainly the British poems I had the luck to read), people always have to mention tobacco or cigarette in their poems? Does it mean they are cool and avant-gard? LOL

Just sharing a quick laugh :)

Hahaha!

Ah, não pude deixar de postar esta obra prima aqui no meu blog. Editoras de Londres mandam escritores lerem esta página antes de considerarem a possibilidade de enviarem os seus poemas para serem publicados. É realmente uma idéia genial. Só não sei se realmente os que devem ler, lêem rsrs.

"Reading all the books you have bought


So you have acquired a few thousand new poetry books for your personal library (just kidding), and are wincing at all the money you have had to earn and spend on this stuff, now let’s consider reading it all.

Publishers come in all shapes and sizes, some, but not all, are interested in publishing work which significantly extends poetry. Opinion will be hotly divided on exactly how poetry is to be extended. However, most publishers will agree that new poetry should endeavour to be precisely that; new. It is often astonishing how poorly read aspiring poets are, and how many have failed the first hurdle to rise above their idols and pass beyond emulation into the realms of real writing – writing which has its context in the present, here in this very moment, addressing the current state of poetry and its practice and reception in the broad community of the living art. There ought to be a law about this:

“Poets are not allowed to submit a new manuscript until they have read two hundred single-author volumes of poetry, published since 1980.”
In fact, there ought to be several laws about it:

“Poets writing in the manner of the nineteenth-century Romantics are advised to seek publishers from the same era.”

So many submissions are too derivative to be worth publishing. We’ve read the originals and don’t need a karaoke version of Heaney, Plath or Larkin. Where poetry is concerned, regurgitation never aids digestion.

Perhaps the most frustrating thing for publishers is receiving manuscripts which clearly don’t fit their lists, addressed “To whom it may concern,” or “Dear Editor.” Sending the wrong material to someone you cannot be bothered to discover the name of and expecting some response other than the bin would be testing providence in the best of circumstances. Find out about the publishers you are wishing to submit to, learn about their editors, buy their books, read their poets, and discover for yourself whether your writing might be of interest to the publisher.

Never let your abstract desire to be published rush ahead of the desire to consume other people’s poetry. Being a reader is, in fact, far more important than being a writer. Remember to read beyond your own prejudices, the aspiring poet should read everything. Okay, not everything, just everything I publish."

Fragment from the following website: http://www.saltpublishing.com/info/submissions.htm#Dos%20and%20don'ts

4 August 2010

poema de Serge Pey

O espelho
que come a Estrela
torna-se mais velho
que o ancião
mas o ancião
que reflete a Estrela
cumpre
uma outra vez sua nascença

Os pássaros que bebem
no sol
não queimam
e nos olham
empoleirados numa cratera
de dez milhões de graus

Nós escolhemos
entre três olhares

Aquele que faz nascer o espelho

Aquele que retorna o espelho

Aquele que quebra o espelho