tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-291168972024-03-07T10:55:45.392+01:00Selva de Esmelle"A cidade ha de ir en ti sempre. […] A vida que aquí perdiches destruíchela en toda a terra."
K. KavafisXhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15817343419628924334noreply@blogger.comBlogger1002125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29116897.post-37340884687553472292022-06-01T00:12:00.001+02:002022-06-02T01:34:25.422+02:00O comezo 16 anos despois<iframe allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/TqknvkbnR2I" title="YouTube video player" width="560"></iframe><div><br /></div><div>Este ano a Selva remata a ESO. </div><div>Apeteceme que volvamos ao primeiro post, sempre me pareceu marabilloso o poder dos sons e dos olores de nos transportar, aínda que non o queiramos, a momentos moi afastados dos que nin sequera nos queremos lembrar. O seu poder evocador, moi por riba da vista, a gran venerada! </div><div>Pero que vai facer a vista que só nos ensina o que pasaba diante dos nosos ollos fronte ao oído, ou o tacto, ou o sabor?</div><div>Que poder ía ter a vista se mirarte, mirarte, tan só foi o comezo.</div><div><br /></div>Xhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15817343419628924334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29116897.post-42129063374479662482022-04-28T23:57:00.003+02:002022-04-29T00:06:39.954+02:00Juan Diego (1942-2022)<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFJ6OgkYl_JpPh6xuSRYfD56NiQ6Q5GWQHwT_yBrW-2l2Y3CiS2ARY3EPHBxiQkXyS-E6teVeHHZcY0YZOXMZtPAsSx73HtIxHuFrRiN1nq_ffa47deMAqWvZeoyWQxjAuxOg8KI982vz0RSryjOsThbJfl67WSjadA9c3NXNGdh7YQph5Hw/s527/juan-diego-183554.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="527" data-original-width="350" height="522" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFJ6OgkYl_JpPh6xuSRYfD56NiQ6Q5GWQHwT_yBrW-2l2Y3CiS2ARY3EPHBxiQkXyS-E6teVeHHZcY0YZOXMZtPAsSx73HtIxHuFrRiN1nq_ffa47deMAqWvZeoyWQxjAuxOg8KI982vz0RSryjOsThbJfl67WSjadA9c3NXNGdh7YQph5Hw/w348-h522/juan-diego-183554.jpeg" width="348" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span face=""Droid Serif", arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 15px; font-weight: 700; text-align: justify;">"¿Cómo se prepara un tipo que es del PCE, que tiene una enorme conciencia social, para irse a un cortijo extremeño a ser un hijo de puta malnacido?</span></p><p style="background-color: white; font-family: "Droid Serif", arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.5; margin: 0px 0px 15px; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-align: justify;">Hay métodos de trabajo; de<span style="font-weight: 700;"> Stanislavski</span> coges determinadas cosas, de <span style="font-weight: 700;">Brecht</span> coges otras… De cualquier tipo de enseñanza teatral puedes extraer un saber teórico, pero yo un día descubrí un instrumento. Descubrí que ese hijo de puta de <i>Los santos inocentes</i> está dentro de mí. Dentro de mí está ese hijo de puta y ese homosexual y ese nudista y ese comunista y ese tipo amable y ese violador. Dentro de nosotros está todo lo bello y lo hermoso y todo lo horrible y despreciable que hay en él. La bondad y la maldad en el comportamiento humano no viene de ahí [<em>señala al cielo</em>], sino que está dentro. El asunto es tirar: ¿dónde está eso? ¿Está dormido? ¿Está anidado donde no se sabe? Y cuando lo encuentras te tienes que poner de su lado; tienes que creer en él y decir: «Ese tío, ese malnacido, tiene toda la razón del mundo».</p><p style="background-color: white; font-family: "Droid Serif", arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.5; margin: 0px 0px 15px; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-align: justify;">[...]</p><p style="background-color: white; font-family: "Droid Serif", arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.5; margin: 0px 0px 15px; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-align: justify;">Cuando interpretas a un hijo de puta tienes que defender a muerte a ese hijo de puta." </p><p style="background-color: white; font-family: "Droid Serif", arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.5; margin: 0px 0px 15px; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-align: justify;">Ver toda a entrevista <a href="https://www.jotdown.es/2017/06/juan-diego-cuando-interpretas-hijo-puta-tienes-defender-muerte-ese-hijo-puta/" target="_blank">aquí</a>.</p><p style="background-color: white; font-family: "Droid Serif", arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.5; margin: 0px 0px 15px; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-align: justify;">Grazas, polos momentos compartidos.</p><p style="background-color: white; font-family: "Droid Serif", arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.5; margin: 0px 0px 15px; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-align: justify;">________</p><p style="background-color: white; font-family: "Droid Serif", arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.5; margin: 0px 0px 15px; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-align: justify;">E se volvemos ver o cabrón do señorito e o choramos xuntos apertados entre as sabas?</p><p style="background-color: white; font-family: "Droid Serif", arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 1.5; margin: 0px 0px 15px; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-align: justify;"><br /></p>Xhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15817343419628924334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29116897.post-37937729230773652702022-04-23T02:34:00.003+02:002022-04-23T11:03:49.252+02:00Campaña de animación á lectura 110 / Entrada número 1000<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwHVxWX0P3N6LU_wucSbumma1hS_R1U8BabejvM0b6KhHUsbwxwINuRHy6k4XyCrXSbQjoTaXb3N94oN6NB7NI2pXtiDkroCrUtrM9Cr19lzA86cc4qtUPoOjx-55hL4QhzFaIfbh8DlQayFrSXQgxw8N9aGkKlP-5SdGu0jCuORdaAPC43w/s736/Improve-Reading-Ability-1.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="732" data-original-width="736" height="318" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwHVxWX0P3N6LU_wucSbumma1hS_R1U8BabejvM0b6KhHUsbwxwINuRHy6k4XyCrXSbQjoTaXb3N94oN6NB7NI2pXtiDkroCrUtrM9Cr19lzA86cc4qtUPoOjx-55hL4QhzFaIfbh8DlQayFrSXQgxw8N9aGkKlP-5SdGu0jCuORdaAPC43w/s320/Improve-Reading-Ability-1.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">E agora vaste portar ben, vas ler en alto e pronunciando <b><span style="color: #660000;">devagar</span></b>.</span></p><p>_____________</p><h2 style="text-align: left;"><b>Entrada número 1000</b></h2><p>Non é que teña demasiada importancia pero neste sistema decimal sempre sentimos admiración polos números redondos. Acabo de descubrir que esta entrada completa o milleiro, non significa nada, quizais só supoña unha proba da confirmación do vínculo.</p><p>Iso si, celebro que fose unha entrega da campaña de animación á lectura. </p><p>LER TE <a href="http://selvadeesmelle.blogspot.com/2007/02/campaa-de-animacin-lectura-01.html" target="_blank">sempre</a> <a href="http://selvadeesmelle.blogspot.com/2013/01/campana-de-animacion-lectura-106.html" target="_blank">foi</a> un dos meus <a href="http://selvadeesmelle.blogspot.com/2009/04/campana-de-animacion-lectura-62.html" target="_blank">xogos</a> favoritos.</p><p><br /></p>Xhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15817343419628924334noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29116897.post-60020608473051839862021-06-01T08:07:00.000+02:002021-06-01T08:07:02.704+02:00Fame neghra<p> </p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJDI_TWDxSg5NO1LBeMlWDTBfF-zvQNviSnqKAs1Z0SCLJWNpbKnG1Zw4lAhWPfnM8u750MMlmCoCGMPwvynf31-XUvGvKtPPEwa1W2lB56LX9jEQIbKGmujECJOrWBpcmZuES/s500/rabia_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="333" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJDI_TWDxSg5NO1LBeMlWDTBfF-zvQNviSnqKAs1Z0SCLJWNpbKnG1Zw4lAhWPfnM8u750MMlmCoCGMPwvynf31-XUvGvKtPPEwa1W2lB56LX9jEQIbKGmujECJOrWBpcmZuES/s320/rabia_.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;">E veu a pandemia, e trouxo a fame.</span></div><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Coma animaliños asustados permanecemos cada un no seu tobo do que asomabamos para ver as ambulancias, a policía, o deserto da beirarrúa... </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">E ti, que había de ser de ti? Seguirías vivo? Miraba as noticias só para descartarte. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">Segundo pasaban os días ía perdendo o osíxeno e viña aparecendo a fame, unha fame que comezou a ferverme por dentro, que se foi alimentando das túas lembranzas para medrar. </span></p><p><span style="font-family: verdana;">E alí, dentro, onde só ti chegaches, invadiume a fame, unha fame neghra de ti.</span></p>Xhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15817343419628924334noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29116897.post-36486049463107015152020-11-04T00:30:00.001+01:002020-11-04T00:30:03.916+01:00Outono 10 anos despois<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large; text-align: justify;">Gústame o outono, e houbo un tempo, fai dez anos, en que me gustaba celebralo creando esta Selva, e, de cando en vez, sigo botándoa de menos.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-large; text-align: justify;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW3HvE_KmEmZCnY0k6rj6DznqemBClj7wmuz5lxVpcNnrOksYJaHyaoikEYIan5uPjw-pgw-SUB2MuL9SHcTh_r9lDTX70wvtft_7BK4vL1PTl5JPMGXs2YmuOply42M_UVKsg/s1600/imafffge_5.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="464" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW3HvE_KmEmZCnY0k6rj6DznqemBClj7wmuz5lxVpcNnrOksYJaHyaoikEYIan5uPjw-pgw-SUB2MuL9SHcTh_r9lDTX70wvtft_7BK4vL1PTl5JPMGXs2YmuOply42M_UVKsg/s640/imafffge_5.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br />
<div style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"></span></div><div style="color: #b45f06; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Gústame o outono, especialmente nas terras interiores, camiño da montaña.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Verdana,sans-serif" style="color: #b45f06; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;">Gústame cando mo traes á casa nun colar de castañas, esparexes o outono pola cama toda e pos en marcha a banda sonora dos nosos corpos sobre as follas secas.</span></div>Xhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15817343419628924334noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29116897.post-34157889013913461792019-12-14T18:29:00.000+01:002019-12-14T18:30:05.757+01:00Ritornare<br />
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Abro a porta e inspiro a mestura dos recordos.<br />
Cerro os ollos para dende a cegueira poder verte máis.<br />
Voltar en cada nota a ti.<br />
Hoxe eu só son os teus recordos no meu corpo.<br />
Toda eu convertida nun eco nostálxico do pasado.<br />
E desexo saber bailar etérea,<br />
facer o aire, os obxectos alleos que fixemos nosos, o po dos anos... meu,<br />
apreixar o espazo todo cos brazos abertos<br />
cos ollos abertos<br />
co riso aberto<br />
coma naquelas mañas furtivas<br />
cando te acolleron inmensos e libres.<br />
Voltar á casa das sensacións doutrora<br />
as que alimentamos<br />
as que afogamos<br />
as que matamos<br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Mares de peligro que nos hacen sentir vivos </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Mares locos, mares puros, mares cálidos</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; text-align: start; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Igual que un río voy a tus caderas
Y me pierdo en la corriente que nos lleva</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">E o xenio da lámpada dixo:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">- Tes dereito a pedir un desexo.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><b>- Non me digas aínda onde leva a túa corrente.</b></span></div>
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Xhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15817343419628924334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29116897.post-3290675456294121862019-06-01T19:57:00.000+02:002019-06-01T19:57:21.070+02:00Cumprindo 13<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Disque a comparativa entre a idade dun can e a dunha persoa é de 7 a 1. Cal ha de ser a relación da idade dun blog?<br />
A Selva cumpre 13 anos porque si, porque me peta e porque non me dá a gana de pechala aínda que nos últimos anos sexa unha doente en estado crítico que se nega a morrer polas boas.<br />
E hoxe para celebralo voute levar de novo á mesma ventá do mesmo cuarto do mesmo hotel para poder ver o solpor dende a cama mentres te cravas en min e logo brindar porque a adicción permaneza.Xhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15817343419628924334noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29116897.post-42709931837522340932018-07-13T22:18:00.000+02:002018-07-13T22:18:53.984+02:00<div style="text-align: center;">
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<a href="https://vimeo.com/272629916">Rone - Wave ft. Noga Erez - Official Music Video</a> from <a href="https://vimeo.com/gregbarth">Greg Barth</a> on <a href="https://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Foi ver este vídeo e saber que tiña que volver á Selva.</span>Xhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15817343419628924334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29116897.post-5504626192108445472018-05-19T13:08:00.000+02:002018-05-19T13:08:00.770+02:00A informacion do ollo humano<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Leo a <a href="http://dornaretina.blogspot.com/2007/02/o-ollo-humano-quen-de-procesar-un-fluxo.html"><span style="color: #660000;"><b>Oko</b></span></a>:</span><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">"o ollo humano é quen de procesar un fluxo de información unhas dez veces superior ao resto dos sentidos á vez"</span></i></div>
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">máis que o olfacto</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">máis que o gusto</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">máis que o oído</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">máis que o tacto</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Por iso ás veces preciso cerrar os ollos para sentir só a información...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">que me dá o tacto para atopar ás apalpadelas os camiños do desexo,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">só a que me dá o gusto para gorentar a túa suor,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">só a que me dá o olfacto para ventar o teu sexo,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">e só a que me dá o oído para acompasar o meu corpo ao teu alasar debaixo de min.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial",sans-serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%;">O momento tantas veces previsto, imaxinado, planificado, a
caixa arrastrándose á súa derradeira misión, minutos escasos en que o operario
do lugar provisto de pistola de silicona sela a tampa estendendo a súa escuma de
pasteleiro, e ese rascar da paleta que se che mete polos
oídos. Unha punzada aguda na gorxa que afoga, que doe, vista ao ceo e ti que non
queres, que non, que non había ser así, pero todo pasa por diante dos ollos que
loitan contra as bágoas porque ao final, o corazón manda, a vida foi moi longa e antes da ruptura
houbo bos momentos imperecedoiros que sempre han estar aí porque, maldita
sexa!, eu tamén te quixen.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Rolda unha tentación.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Hoxe gustaríame inaugurar o meu corpo co teu nome,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">mais como escribirte sen que a miña boca teña as túas letras.</span>Xhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15817343419628924334noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29116897.post-38830411013901119392016-11-18T13:00:00.000+01:002016-11-18T13:00:15.925+01:00Sensitivo goce<br />
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XXIV<br />
"podo coñecer fácil a perfección da escrita,<br />
a exactitude no uso das palabras gastadas<br />
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pola literatura de centos de escritores<br />
que xa cantaron versos de amor e desamor<br />
pero nada no mundo retrata nos meus ollos<br />
o sensitivo goce da harmonía dos breves<br />
momentos onde tremo coa túa inmensidade."<br />
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Miro Villar: <i>Abecedario da desolación</i>, 1997.<br />
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<br />Xhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15817343419628924334noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29116897.post-52832329194034841862016-11-17T00:06:00.000+01:002016-11-17T00:07:40.036+01:00Mañá continuaremos a partida<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>I’m your man </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>If you want a lover </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>I’ll do anything you ask me to </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>And if you want another kind of love </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>I’ll wear a mask for you</i> </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">Oh Leonard, fuches todos os amantes nun único amante, </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">décheslle novas dimensións ao noso xogo favorito e </span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">fixéchesme crer que me escribías só a min. Noutrora, c</span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;">ando </span><b style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif;"><a href="http://selvadeesmelle.blogspot.com.es/2006/11/malos-das.html" target="_blank">fai dez anos</a></b><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"> criamos que paseabas por esta selva, a túa voz serviu para iluminares a aqueles que duraron moito menos ca ti, ignorantes uns, torpes outros, noite tras noite deixaban que foses ti o que ficaba na cama borboriñando na miña orella ata a madrugada. Agarda por min, mañá continuaremos a partida.</span></span><br />
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Parabéns Sr. Kaplan.Xhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15817343419628924334noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29116897.post-70163137867472452002016-09-27T22:26:00.001+02:002016-09-27T22:26:18.233+02:00Linguaxes secretas<div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
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<span style="color: #222222; font-size: large;">Fai doce anos, o 27 de setembro
de 2004 morría case centenaria Ian Huaní, a última persoa que aprendeu nuxu de
forma natural a través das mulleres da súa familia.</span></div>
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Desde o século III da nosa era as mulleres dunha pequena zona da provincia de<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><a href="http://www.zjjok.com/english/hunan_1.jpg"><span style="color: #993399;">Hunan</span></a>
desenvolveron un sistema de escrita propio, que se transmitía de avoas a netas,
e que nunca, baixo ningún concepto, podían aprender os homes. O nuxu permaneceu oculto ata 1982.<br />
Este código lingüístico tamén tivo versión escrita no denominado<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><em><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Libro do
terceiro día</span></em>. Tres días despois da voda, as mulleres da casa
entregábanlle un caderno á nova casada onde podía atopar páxinas
dedicadas á dor da perda dun ser querido simbolizando a partida e logo páxinas
en branco que ela había de cubrir coas súas vivencias. Cando morría a autora o
libro soterrábase canda ela.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-size: large;">Sigo a precisar esa linguaxe
secreta que se destrúa canda nós na que poder contarche todo o que levo
gardado para ti.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 107%;"><span style="font-size: large;">Déixolles aos pertinaces lectores que aínda
pasean esta selva o marco das <i><a href="http://alusdocandil.com/gl/poesia-galega/espiral-maior/488-cartas-do-terceiro-dia.html">Cartas
do terceiro día</a></i> de <b><a href="http://alfaias.blogaliza.org/">Marcos Calveiro</a></b>, cliquen <a href="http://www.aelg.org/centro-documentacion/autores-as/marcos-calveiro/obra/3108/cartas-do-terceiro-dia/video/1">aquí</a>
se ademais desexan ver en vídeo un fragmento da mesma obra recitado polo autor.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<i><span style="color: #4c1130;"><span style="font-size: large;">Miña filla:<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #4c1130;"><span style="font-size: large;">Yang<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #4c1130;"><span style="font-size: large;">era o alcume da miña avoa,<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #4c1130;"><span style="font-size: large;">era o de miña nai,<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #4c1130;"><span style="font-size: large;">elas e as demais labregas<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #4c1130;"><span style="font-size: large;">o pouco que sabían,<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #4c1130;"><span style="font-size: large;">o pouco que eu tamén sei<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #4c1130;"><span style="font-size: large;">e que agora che quero entregar<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #4c1130;"><span style="font-size: large;">nestas cartas que escribo coas túas irmás<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #4c1130;"><span style="font-size: large;">na terceira xornada de convite e rexouba<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #4c1130;"><span style="font-size: large;">dende o teu casorio arranxado<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #4c1130;"><span style="font-size: large;">polo alcoviteiro da aldea<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #4c1130;"><span style="font-size: large;">co teu pai e a familia dese prea<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: #4c1130;"><span style="font-size: large;">co que ves de casar.<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></div>
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<span style="background: white;">Miña filla,</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">nosa benquerida irmá:</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">Eiquí rematan</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">este feixe de cartas</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">feitas coa estima das que te estrañan,</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">verbas de alivio e conforto</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">das túas amigas,</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">ensinanzas, desculpas e avíos</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">da túa naiciña.</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">Non as esquezas</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">e tenas presentes</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">polo teu ben e o teu descanso,</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">adeus para sempre</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">filla e compañeira.</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">As follas en branco</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">que agora seguen</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">éncheas co amor e o cariño</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">que nos che profesamos</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">e cando te sintas pexada</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">arreda o fastío e a repugnancia</span><br />
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<span style="background: white;">escribindo nelas coitas e alegrías,</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">herdanza que deixarás</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">a túa meniña</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">o día aínda lonxano</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">da súa partida.</span></span></span></i><i><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 107%; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"> <o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: #363636; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27.2px;">Kajol, nin sequera sabe a súa idade, talvez 17 porque cre que tiña 8 anos cando a casaron. Ese home que a rodea cos brazos non é o seu avó, nin o seu pai, nin sequera o seu marido, <a href="http://i39.tinypic.com/73l2xt.jpg" target="_blank">podería selo</a> pero non o é, el </span><span style="color: #363636; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27.2px;">é o cliente do prostíbulo de Bangladesh onde "sobrevive".</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: #363636; font-size: 17px; line-height: 27.2px;">O cliente ten moitas caras, olores e tactos pero sempre é quen paga, non a ela, pero paga. O diñeiro dálle dereito a ser compracido debidamente porque el </span><span style="color: #363636; line-height: 27.2px;"><span style="font-size: 17px;">sempre ten a razón, sen el non hai negocio, si, el é o </span><a href="http://www.crtvg.es/informativos/desartellada-unha-rede-de-prostitucion-de-menores-nun-club-do-barco-de-valdeorras-2257187" style="font-size: 17px;" target="_blank">culpable</a><span style="font-size: 17px;">, </span><a href="http://www.crtvg.es/informativos/o-10-dos-clientes-de-prostibulos-detecta-comercio-de-menores-e-non-denuncia-1829255" target="_blank"><b><span style="font-size: large;">o cliente</span></b></a><span style="font-size: 17px;">.</span></span></span><br />
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Vía <b><a href="http://www.sandrahoyn.de/galleries/stories/longings-others" target="_blank">Sandra Hoyn</a></b>..Xhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15817343419628924334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29116897.post-81453353645182416932016-08-16T20:54:00.003+02:002016-08-16T20:54:54.666+02:00Coincidencias<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">A mesma funcionaria que grampou a túa foto e mais a miña no <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5A1-MH_nw9I" target="_blank">libro de familia</a>, hoxe retratou a túa violencia no meu corpo para a foto da <a href="http://www.poderjudicial.es/portal/site/cgpj/menuitem.65d2c4456b6ddb628e635fc1dc432ea0/?vgnextoid=a982a65686b95510VgnVCM1000006f48ac0aRCRD&vgnextlocale=gl&vgnextfmt=default&vgnextchannel=818cdad7a1463310VgnVCM1000006f48ac0aRCRD&lang_choosen=gl" target="_blank"><b><span style="color: #990000;">denuncia</span></b></a>.</span>Xhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15817343419628924334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29116897.post-15495272179055594282016-08-13T11:30:00.000+02:002016-08-13T11:30:28.092+02:00Corpos en tempos de guerra<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="360" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/m07pWu8pu9s?list=PL8cwYd73i_RXGPt8SBHM-qcxxVAbEB0-s" width="640"></iframe>
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Nos tempos de guerra creábanse mundos masculinos paralelos a toda traxedia.Xhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15817343419628924334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29116897.post-12545704415357135692016-08-12T20:38:00.000+02:002016-08-12T20:40:30.467+02:00Conta6 - 1<br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Grazas ao <b><a href="https://www.blogger.com/profile/12289468855052026180" target="_blank">paideleo</a> </b>descubro a actividade <b>Conta6</b> que inciou <a href="http://zarampagalegando.blogspot.com.es/search/label/Conta6" style="background: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: #88bb22; font-weight: bold; line-height: 16.38px;">a Churrusqueira de Zarampagalegando</a> e que consiste en <a href="http://leoeosseus.blogspot.com.es/2016/08/conta6-paradoiro-desconecido.html" target="_blank"><b>contar unha historia en 6 palabras</b></a>. Como na Selva<b> <a href="http://selvadeesmelle.blogspot.com.es/search/label/Memes" target="_blank">sempre tiveron moi boa acollida os memes</a></b>, participarei neste tamén.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Convido a participar a quen por aquí pasee se aínda o fai alguén.</span><br />
Xhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15817343419628924334noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29116897.post-14486531988430183372016-08-11T15:15:00.000+02:002016-08-11T15:16:12.093+02:00Novo cenáculo<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">- Vaia calor vai hoxe!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">- Cala, cala, só a vós se vos ocorre quedar hoxe para ir cazar pokémons, se o chego a saber marcho para O Carballiño.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">- Daquela haberá que pensar en algo ao que poidamos xogar á sombra.</span>Xhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15817343419628924334noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29116897.post-22853735003572641432016-08-04T21:00:00.000+02:002016-08-04T21:00:12.948+02:00Campaña de animación á lectura 108<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Xhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15817343419628924334noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29116897.post-71467661795310051222016-08-04T02:23:00.002+02:002016-08-04T02:23:47.834+02:00Emigrante retornada<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 18pt;">Como unha emigrante retornada
despois de tempo fóra volvo<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span><a href="http://velis.blogspot.com.es/" target="_blank">aos lugares comúns</a><span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>por ver canto eles cambiaron mais
tamén, no fondo, para comprobar que o que admirei, segue aí, agardando por min
para me devolver á paixón do pasado.</span><span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 18pt;">O emigrante leva canda si un reloxo interior en forma de saudade
sempre parado no minuto en que os seus ollos abandonaron a casa e permanece aí,
no corazón, todo o tempo que sexa necesario para volver a funcionar no intre en
que volve, e nesa ollada a nova realidade superponse á da lembranza e sabe agre
o tempo perdido.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 18pt;">Peto: <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 18pt;">-<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"> </span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 18pt;"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/blogin.g?blogspotURL=http://pablotorreira.blogspot.com.es/" target="_blank">algúns marcharon e ficou a casa baleira</a>,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 18pt;">-<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"> </span></span><!--[endif]--><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 18pt;"><a href="http://gradicela.blogspot.com.es/" target="_blank">outros deixaron as portas abertas e dentro todo permanece inmóbil, inerte, á espera...</a><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<!--[if !supportLists]--><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 18pt;">-<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal;"> </span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 18pt;"><a href="http://leoeosseus.blogspot.com.es/" target="_blank">e hai quensobrevive!</a><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 18pt;">sería egoísta agardar que os
demais non tivesen marchado, non si?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Xhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15817343419628924334noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29116897.post-55497221874255825742016-08-03T03:07:00.001+02:002016-08-03T03:07:03.453+02:00Pokeparada<br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Vou montar unha <b><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DjqbUFCcgsA" target="_blank">pokeparada</a></b> para que cando pases me deas voltas e eu te agasalle con <a href="http://consellodacultura.gal/mediateca/documento.php?id=160" target="_blank"><b>Pos Estelares</b></a>.</span>Xhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15817343419628924334noreply@blogger.com2