<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6528434988473403583</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:49:55.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coreografias do Imaginário</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passageiros.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6528434988473403583/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passageiros.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sentimentos 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Avulsos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05668161128858390765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6528434988473403583.post-7628695239963979435</id><published>2008-05-26T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T13:46:23.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Devaneios</title><content type='html'>Vaga-rosa-mente&lt;br /&gt;mente&lt;br /&gt;vaga&lt;br /&gt;rosa&lt;br /&gt;rosa é menina&lt;br /&gt;a mente é feminina&lt;br /&gt;e vaga&lt;br /&gt;divaga!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6528434988473403583-7628695239963979435?l=passageiros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6528434988473403583.post-8118635493943292040</id><published>2007-11-09T09:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T09:46:53.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Espírito do Vento</title><content type='html'>Ter a vida roubada&lt;br /&gt;A coluna quebrada&lt;br /&gt;A justiça mastigada&lt;br /&gt;A prestação atrasada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o amor emprestado&lt;br /&gt;de uma ilusão atraente&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o governo&lt;br /&gt;só esmaga a gente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre perdas e danos&lt;br /&gt;errar o cálculo várias vezes&lt;br /&gt;sem motivo aparente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo sem guarda-chuva&lt;br /&gt;querer continuar vivendo&lt;br /&gt;Eis o absurdo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6528434988473403583.post-6306635435306461625</id><published>2007-10-21T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T19:21:29.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EMBRIAGUEZ</title><content type='html'>no seio incompreendido&lt;br /&gt;dos horizontes possíveis&lt;br /&gt;pairam nuvens desertas&lt;br /&gt;de candura e paixão&lt;br /&gt;sobram ignóbeis sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;de inteira desrazão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e a notícia se espalha&lt;br /&gt;com juras de maldição&lt;br /&gt;para todo aquele que goza&lt;br /&gt;a liberdade de um anão!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6528434988473403583-6306635435306461625?l=passageiros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6528434988473403583.post-1884927574683980433</id><published>2007-09-26T11:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:47:31.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MOTORISTA</title><content type='html'>Na faixa de pedestres&lt;br /&gt;São listras em todo o caminho&lt;br /&gt;Será que o motorista só vê listras em seu caminho?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6528434988473403583-1884927574683980433?l=passageiros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passageiros.blogspot.com/feeds/1884927574683980433/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6528434988473403583&amp;postID=1884927574683980433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6528434988473403583/posts/default/1884927574683980433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6528434988473403583/posts/default/1884927574683980433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passageiros.blogspot.com/2007/09/motorista.html' title='MOTORISTA'/><author><name>Sentimentos Avulsos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05668161128858390765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6528434988473403583.post-2930387422125172151</id><published>2007-09-26T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:47:00.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DEMOCRACIA NO VARAL</title><content type='html'>Pra que se preocupar tanto com a democracia&lt;br /&gt;Se da janela do vizinho&lt;br /&gt;Não se houve um bom dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se na portaria do prédio&lt;br /&gt;Só se fala fiado&lt;br /&gt;Só se come pão amassado&lt;br /&gt;Só se fia o todo dia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6528434988473403583-2930387422125172151?l=passageiros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passageiros.blogspot.com/feeds/2930387422125172151/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6528434988473403583&amp;postID=2930387422125172151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6528434988473403583/posts/default/2930387422125172151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6528434988473403583/posts/default/2930387422125172151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passageiros.blogspot.com/2007/09/democracia-no-varal.html' title='DEMOCRACIA NO VARAL'/><author><name>Sentimentos Avulsos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05668161128858390765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6528434988473403583.post-1048561423947168398</id><published>2007-09-26T11:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T09:50:14.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ESCONDERIJO</title><content type='html'>O que se esconde nas frestas do tempo&lt;br /&gt;Dos tempos idos&lt;br /&gt;Dos futuros vindos?&lt;br /&gt;É melhor gritar baixinho&lt;br /&gt;Sussurar o tempo&lt;br /&gt;Consumí-lo&lt;br /&gt;A cada segundo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6528434988473403583-1048561423947168398?l=passageiros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passageiros.blogspot.com/feeds/1048561423947168398/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6528434988473403583&amp;postID=1048561423947168398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6528434988473403583/posts/default/1048561423947168398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6528434988473403583/posts/default/1048561423947168398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passageiros.blogspot.com/2007/09/esconderijo.html' title='ESCONDERIJO'/><author><name>Sentimentos Avulsos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05668161128858390765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6528434988473403583.post-4557897919899567349</id><published>2007-09-26T11:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:45:54.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O MICROMULTIPROCESSADOR DE FRUTAS TAMBÉM ASSUSTA</title><content type='html'>Só Kant vagou na sua imobilização&lt;br /&gt;Porque navegar é preciso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6528434988473403583-4557897919899567349?l=passageiros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passageiros.blogspot.com/feeds/4557897919899567349/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6528434988473403583.post-3207981448075437267</id><published>2007-09-26T11:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:45:01.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TERRORISMO POÉTICO</title><content type='html'>Errar as palavras, criar uma outra ortografia,&lt;br /&gt;Varrer o stabilishment&lt;br /&gt;E lavar toda a hipocrisia&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;E o Marx, e o Hegel e o Nietzsche?&lt;br /&gt;O quê fazer com toda essa gente&lt;br /&gt;Pra poder conviver com a gente&lt;br /&gt;Como a gente?&lt;br /&gt;Esquentar a panela da sabedoria&lt;br /&gt;Pra dividir o quinhão&lt;br /&gt;Eis a nossa lição!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Como é bom quando nos libertamos de papéis viciados&lt;br /&gt;Ou impostos&lt;br /&gt;Quando a vida fala mais alto&lt;br /&gt;E rasga a máscara que cresce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que devaneio não libera adrenalina&lt;br /&gt;Que combustão não assusta&lt;br /&gt;Até a arte que cospe na cara também cutuca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6528434988473403583-3207981448075437267?l=passageiros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passageiros.blogspot.com/feeds/3207981448075437267/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6528434988473403583&amp;postID=3207981448075437267&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6528434988473403583/posts/default/3207981448075437267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6528434988473403583/posts/default/3207981448075437267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passageiros.blogspot.com/2007/09/terrorismo-potico.html' title='TERRORISMO POÉTICO'/><author><name>Sentimentos Avulsos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05668161128858390765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6528434988473403583.post-2171939527118468210</id><published>2007-09-26T11:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:43:38.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DEVANEIOS IV</title><content type='html'>E o Kafka que estava ali?&lt;br /&gt;Por que tem que ser tão atual?&lt;br /&gt;O bate cartão de todo dia&lt;br /&gt;Ainda prende muita gente todo dia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6528434988473403583-2171939527118468210?l=passageiros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6528434988473403583.post-8379103010848582168</id><published>2007-09-26T11:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:42:59.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OS PASSOS</title><content type='html'>Já se foram os trinta passos dados na contramão&lt;br /&gt;Já se foram muitos passos em qualquer direção&lt;br /&gt;E agora?&lt;br /&gt;Onde ir?&lt;br /&gt;Mas porque toda essa preocupação,&lt;br /&gt;Apenas seguir ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6528434988473403583-8379103010848582168?l=passageiros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passageiros.blogspot.com/feeds/8379103010848582168/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6528434988473403583.post-1985643627517040275</id><published>2007-09-26T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:42:25.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OS QUERERES</title><content type='html'>Mal-me-quer&lt;br /&gt;Bem-me-quer&lt;br /&gt;Mal-me-quer&lt;br /&gt;Bem-me-quer&lt;br /&gt;Onde foi que eu cai?&lt;br /&gt;Pluft!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6528434988473403583-1985643627517040275?l=passageiros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passageiros.blogspot.com/feeds/1985643627517040275/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6528434988473403583&amp;postID=1985643627517040275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6528434988473403583/posts/default/1985643627517040275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6528434988473403583/posts/default/1985643627517040275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passageiros.blogspot.com/2007/09/os-quereres.html' title='OS QUERERES'/><author><name>Sentimentos Avulsos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05668161128858390765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6528434988473403583.post-2726199403422997856</id><published>2007-09-26T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:41:17.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EPIFANIA</title><content type='html'>O homem suporta a fome, o homem suporta a paixão, tudo isso sem ser derrubado, sem ser abalado ... mentirra deslavada, manteiga derretida, opaco púlpito de cães adestrados!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6528434988473403583-2726199403422997856?l=passageiros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passageiros.blogspot.com/feeds/2726199403422997856/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6528434988473403583&amp;postID=2726199403422997856&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6528434988473403583/posts/default/2726199403422997856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6528434988473403583/posts/default/2726199403422997856'/><link rel='alternate' 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estações espaciais fazem passeios com transportes de passageiros&lt;br /&gt;Engenharia genética saltando da transgenia nos alimentos direto para os seres humanos&lt;br /&gt;Tempos de testes de teletransporte cada vez mais avançados&lt;br /&gt;Será que ainda somos mesmo humanos, ou clones com amnésia?&lt;br /&gt;Sem apologia à tecnologia, dou de cara com a miséria humana no cartaz da esquina&lt;br /&gt;Onde, ao invés da alteridade, encontro o ser feminino,&lt;br /&gt;Imagem do meu ser, na prateleira capitalista&lt;br /&gt;Até quando?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6528434988473403583-3481761360130640171?l=passageiros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passageiros.blogspot.com/feeds/3481761360130640171/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6528434988473403583.post-1834127113409709936</id><published>2007-09-26T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:36:34.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Despedida</title><content type='html'>E o afeto da despedida se despediu de despedida&lt;br /&gt;se esvaiu da medida&lt;br /&gt;se exortou e se exauriu, sumiu&lt;br /&gt;O sumidouro do mundo na corrente de pensamentos, acontecimentos&lt;br /&gt;marcam a roda do mundo, a roda da vida, a roda que gira, gira ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6528434988473403583-1834127113409709936?l=passageiros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passageiros.blogspot.com/feeds/1834127113409709936/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6528434988473403583.post-3674128752939952731</id><published>2007-09-26T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:35:32.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DEVANEIOS III</title><content type='html'>Nas sequências dos tempos&lt;br /&gt;limites afora&lt;br /&gt;Afora dos tempos&lt;br /&gt;Vagam pelas sombras assombrosas das nossas almas inconfidentes&lt;br /&gt;de trapos vivos ausentes&lt;br /&gt;Anciosos de descoberta de esperança de uma vida decente&lt;br /&gt;Famigerados e famintos do mundo num mundo famigerado e faminto&lt;br /&gt;Que a guerra do Iraque não é aqui&lt;br /&gt;Que a seca do nordeste não é aqui&lt;br /&gt;Que Hiroshima não é aqui&lt;br /&gt;Aqui os fantasmas tem outros nomes&lt;br /&gt;Se vestem bem e nos roubam todo dia&lt;br /&gt;Noite e dia!&lt;br /&gt;Noite e dia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6528434988473403583-3674128752939952731?l=passageiros.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://passageiros.blogspot.com/feeds/3674128752939952731/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6528434988473403583&amp;postID=3674128752939952731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6528434988473403583/posts/default/3674128752939952731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6528434988473403583/posts/default/3674128752939952731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://passageiros.blogspot.com/2007/09/devaneios-iii.html' title='DEVANEIOS III'/><author><name>Sentimentos Avulsos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05668161128858390765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6528434988473403583.post-3193914682582779669</id><published>2007-09-26T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T11:31:35.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DEVANEIO II</title><content type='html'>Acabou o êxtase&lt;br /&gt;E o Hegel espera no fogão&lt;br /&gt;O Calheiros se safou, mas eu não me safo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o jardim das Hortências&lt;br /&gt;Não deixam de crescer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a primavera chegou trazendo  novas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De tudo o que há na terra, você há de comer&lt;br /&gt;Dizia o Leão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É primavera nos dentes?!?&lt;br /&gt;Para ursos e piratas&lt;br /&gt;E ladrões de açaí&lt;div 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Avulsos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05668161128858390765</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6528434988473403583.post-3353381662189438510</id><published>2007-09-26T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T10:40:34.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Transeuntes</title><content type='html'>Tenho pensado nos corpos&lt;br /&gt;Em sua repressão e abertura&lt;br /&gt;Em seus movimentos oscilantes,&lt;br /&gt;andantes transeuntes&lt;br /&gt;Passageiros de alma&lt;br /&gt;Ou alma de passageiros&lt;br /&gt;Quantas coisas estão nele contidas?&lt;br /&gt;Qual o seu potencial de autonomia, construção, repetição?&lt;br /&gt;São todos sujeitos corpóreos&lt;br /&gt;Ou corpos de sujeitos&lt;br /&gt;Passagem de corpos&lt;br /&gt;Corpos de passagem&lt;div 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