Mimesis Cigana

entre a transparência e o mimetismo
lirismo da consciência
impermanência, impressionismo…

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árvore ao meio dia
se enche de folhas
volta das maritacas

             – Alice Ruiz

pau oco sem galhos
só dentro bem verde
ninho de papagaios

             –  Maria Valéria Rezende

                                                                
                                                                 Gypsy

queria ser sempre Clara

simples e bem transparente

mas a vida é complicada

sempre julgam o ser vivente

e dão nó em pingo d’água

e destilam tanta mágoa

incompreensão solvente…

"So I’m back to the gypsy
that I was
To the gypsy…
that I was’ *

                                                            Clarice Villac

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                                                           Adaptação
                                                                           – Maria de Fátima Barreto Michels

 Descobriu com Quintana a camuflagem da hortênsia: “uma couve-flor pintada de azul”.
 Dia desses no clube, na maior euforia contou aos amigos, mas percebeu que a maioria só enxerga o mundo em preto e branco.
 Em respeito às limitações alheias, procura manter-se no silêncio do mimetismo.

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* Gypsy

    – Fleetwood Mac

So I’m back, to the velvet
underground
Back to the floor, that I love
To a room with some lace
and paper flowers
Back to the gypsy
that I was
To the gypsy…
that I was

And it all comes down to you
Well, you know that it does
Well, lightning strikes,
maybe once, maybe twice
Ah, and it lights up the night
And you see your gypsy
You see your gypsy

To the gypsy that remains
faces freedom with a little fear
I have no fear, I have only love
And if I was a child
And the child was enough
Enough for me to love
Enough to love

She is dancing away from me now
She was just a wish
She was just a wish
And a memory is all
that is left for you now
You see your gypsy
You see your gypsy

Lightning strikes,
maybe once, maybe twice
And it all comes down to you

I still see your bright eyes,
bright eyes
And it all comes down to you
I still see your bright eyes,
bright eyes
And it all comes down to you

I still see your bright eyes,
bright eyes
(She was just a wish)
(She was just a wish)
And it all comes down to you

Lightning strikes,
maybe once, maybe twice
And it all comes down to you

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Referências :

– Haicais de Alice Ruiz & Maria Valéria Rezende in Conversa de Passarinhos. São Paulo, Iluminuras, 2008, p. 63.

– “Adaptação” –  Maria de Fátima Barreto Michels in Prosa e Verso na Terra de Anita. Coletânea do Grupo de Escritores Lagunenses Carrossel das Letras. Tubarão, SC, Copiart, 2010, p. 150.

– foto de Valter Eugênio Saia – flora característica de Marília – SP

* “Gypsy” – Fleetwood Mac – http://letras.terra.com.br/fleetwood-mac/64776/