tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102385092012-01-14T08:20:32.996-02:00Colagem e pintura em vidromariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.comBlogger451100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-81821390046062218912011-05-03T05:20:00.002-03:002011-05-03T05:20:20.506-03:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"></span><br /><div style="direction: ltr;">no prazer&nbsp;da&nbsp;contradança<br />minueto&nbsp;em salão&nbsp;azul</div><div style="direction: ltr;">teu&nbsp;gesto paralizado<br />sonha meu&nbsp;lugar nenhum</div><div style="direction: ltr;"><br /></div><div style="direction: ltr;">T</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-8182139004606221891?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-82280492475757384812011-05-03T05:19:00.002-03:002011-05-03T05:19:09.827-03:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">dos passos quando pisou o mundo<br />vagas pegadas<br /><br />nos traços<br />em sonho<br />sabia-se água<br /><br />nos passos<br />seu mundo<br />areia molhada</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">T</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-8228049247575738481?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-16207326561437343372011-05-03T05:12:00.002-03:002011-05-03T05:12:21.596-03:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">entro azul<br />lua entre nuvens na janela<br />falares sempre bons<br /><br />quiero ver el si el como<br />luna<br />aquella oculta nueva</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">T</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-1620732656143734337?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-51373364077071858472011-05-03T05:03:00.002-03:002011-05-03T05:03:16.872-03:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">bebo recantos</span><br /><div>os vales caídos</div><div>todos liquidos</div><div>não desenham a razão</div><div>nem sequer acompanham&nbsp;</div><div>meu bem estar</div><div><br /></div><div><div>que diria a neguinha</div><div>maturada em gaiola de vidro</div><div>/ se no coração impreciso_ perduram silêncios?/</div></div><div><br /></div><div>T</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-5137336407707185847?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-38290901038226745222011-05-03T04:40:00.002-03:002011-05-03T04:40:38.436-03:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="color: #555555; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">quando meu cavalo marinho<br />pousa<br />é galope além mar</span></span><br /><div><span style="color: #555555; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><br /></span></div><span style="color: #888888;"><div><span style="color: #555555; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;">T.</span></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-3829090103822674522?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-3811904120152532492011-05-03T04:21:00.001-03:002011-05-04T00:18:26.424-03:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">desde rastros me aponte</span><br /><div>ruídos de sal sim salgados</div><div>me apraz ver atrás do longe</div><div>teus restos<br />distante&nbsp;acolhida</div><div><br /></div><div>T.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-381190412015253249?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-9445852274021470802011-05-03T04:18:00.002-03:002011-05-03T04:18:18.726-03:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">caminha flores<br />disfarça ventos<br />embala cores<br />come tempestades<br /><br />fina ironia do encanto</span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br /></span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">T.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-944585227402147080?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-41191437570715929062011-05-03T04:17:00.001-03:002011-05-04T00:21:42.415-03:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">conta por conta</span><br /><div>branca doura</div><div>pérola perdida</div><div>no desviar de quem segue</div><div>secreto rastro</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>T.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-4119143757071592906?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-44013301386570176622011-05-03T04:08:00.002-03:002011-05-03T04:08:19.300-03:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"></span><br /><div>dentre todos os ventos, moinho</div><div>te escolhi certeiro</div><div>já sabido ar</div><div>já pasmo alento</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>&nbsp;estranha boca meu mar</div><div>antiga onda</div><div><br /></div><div>T</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-4401330138657017662?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-16859563797689922182011-05-03T04:06:00.002-03:002011-05-03T04:06:58.972-03:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">deuses negros, tritãos<br />esculpidos nas rochas<br />mar e vento, colossos<br />montados em jegues<br />embrutecidos navios ao longe,<br />indiferente azul intenso e profundo do mar<br />como um amante que não conquistamos,<br />como o destino<br />ilegítimo.<br /><br />T</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-1685956379768992218?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-25449922686897948922011-05-03T04:02:00.000-03:002011-05-03T04:02:24.131-03:00atraso<br />barca perdida<br />não havia lugar<br />e chovia<br /><br />...junto a isso um endereço<br />bela paisagem é janela<br />um ponto em manutenção<br /><br />T<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-2544992268689794892?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-16322674995001633292011-05-03T03:57:00.002-03:002011-05-03T03:57:56.516-03:00gongo do dia<br />do tempo perdido aurora<br />rubro cálice fim<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-1632267499500163329?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-27315742390965121392010-11-17T04:38:00.000-02:002010-11-17T04:38:10.855-02:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #888888; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">árvore</span><br /><div style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #888888; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">alta de raízes</div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #888888; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">veios que nutrem o chão</div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #888888; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">brancos perpétuos de línguas que atentam.</div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #888888; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">mudez</div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #888888; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br /></div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #888888; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">agente da memória</div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #888888; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">silêncio</div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #888888; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">redondeza na forma, no comprimento do teu perfil.</div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #888888; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">o que esconde o corpo, o sorriso no corpo</div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #888888; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">e seca o risco da manhã.</div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #888888; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">o medo morre</div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #888888; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">o medo é a sorte da morte</div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #888888; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">o tempo</div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #888888; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #888888; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="color: #888888;"><div>T__</div><div><br /></div></span></span><span style="color: #888888;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-2731574239096512139?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-14684885660477353052010-11-17T04:36:00.003-02:002011-03-21T02:21:13.536-03:00<div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">na hora muda<br />a sem lingua</div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"></div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">&nbsp;o&nbsp; verbo escorre pelo ralo da pia</div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"></div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">não é tarde<br />num golpe pode um corpo<br />despertar<br /><br /><br />T.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-1468488566047735305?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-50042260675316480362010-11-17T04:22:00.001-02:002010-11-17T04:22:50.145-02:00<div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">bautizada La Certeza</div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">la nave&nbsp;a la deriva</div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">carga las cuatro caras de la luna</div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">llena de si ni como</div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">lleva lo fué y lo será</div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br /></div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">es&nbsp;sueño</div><div><br /></div><div>T.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-5004226067531648036?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-36835726564698612072010-11-17T03:49:00.002-02:002010-11-17T03:49:44.638-02:00<div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">tempo afora<br />diz-me quão<br />é teu júbilo<br />já que som e fúria<br />entre nós fluamente<br />col meia</div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">&nbsp;</div><div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">T</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-3683572656469861207?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-80780946911549442432010-11-17T03:29:00.000-02:002010-11-17T03:29:52.034-02:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">sólidos vento e chuva</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">sonho palavra chave</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">reflexa lua em poça d´agua</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">estampa tua imagem</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">T.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-8078094691154944243?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-40154303633615260262010-11-16T23:12:00.005-02:002010-12-16T00:16:16.286-02:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">quero ouvir </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">a chuva triste sol&nbsp;</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">sereno</span><br /><div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><div>quero sorrir&nbsp;por trás das nuvens</div><div>meu trovão<br />meu sal</div><div>teu remo</div><div><br /></div><div>T.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-4015430363361526026?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-53935053355551500822010-11-14T22:50:00.004-02:002011-03-21T03:06:44.327-03:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-5393505335555150082?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-82486921311248640262010-11-12T22:51:00.003-02:002010-11-17T03:32:24.600-02:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;">antes da chuva</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;">&nbsp;</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;">vento ao contrário</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;">pausa do alento</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;">silêncio de pássaro</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-8248692131124864026?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-7203115911561870232010-09-27T03:04:00.000-03:002010-09-27T03:04:19.780-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xmg_7EwQezk/TKAzhDampYI/AAAAAAAAEus/-X5_XFe7LnM/s1600/exp.+Piola-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xmg_7EwQezk/TKAzhDampYI/AAAAAAAAEus/-X5_XFe7LnM/s320/exp.+Piola-1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />pintura e colagem em vidro/ releituras Fornasetti 2002. Maria Tereza Prado<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-720311591156187023?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-88214777569605877822010-07-22T01:21:00.001-03:002010-07-30T16:54:18.105-03:00quando tudo vem o cão late<br />quando tudo tem já é tarde<br />quando tudo sem o sol arde<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-8821477756960587782?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-58242903048958786322010-07-05T10:05:00.000-03:002010-07-05T10:05:17.628-03:00dentre todos os ventos, moinho<br />te escolhi certeiro<br />já sabido ar<br />já pasmo alento<br /><br /><br />estranha boca meu mar<br />antiga onda<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-5824290304895878632?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-54358719095469437092010-04-29T01:34:00.001-03:002010-04-29T01:38:35.209-03:00gesto beira a causar<br />beira profundo ar<br />bela palmeira<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-5435871909546943709?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-10207602822888557872010-01-16T14:52:00.001-02:002010-01-16T14:52:50.211-02:00o mesmo sabiá<br />hora do dia<br />entrelaçada raíz<br />poros ecos<br />chuva de ouro<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-1020760282288855787?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-20895702161305659482009-10-29T00:02:00.001-02:002009-10-29T04:43:29.368-02:00o que diz primavera,<br />inverno e chuva de ontem<br />ao desespero dos olhos salgados?<br />o que me diz lágrima que lambe a epiderme?<br />no ácido oco do peito<br />toda verdade ri?<br /><br />T.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-2089570216130565948?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-80591554090238198272009-10-24T23:22:00.001-02:002009-10-24T23:25:36.978-02:00subtraído ao contrário<br />escura soma obsessão<br />pausa hora<br />ausculta<br />rangem mandíbulas coração<br /><br /><br />T.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-8059155409023819827?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-88432734059671449432009-10-23T01:33:00.003-02:002010-04-29T01:53:49.443-03:00carmim frisante<br />rubra chuva suspensa<br />dispersa o sal <br />desdobra o mar<br /><br />é<br />sangue<br /><br /><br />T.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-8843273405967144943?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-86462211930132088062009-06-12T03:04:00.003-03:002010-04-29T01:54:38.705-03:00particulas de atención<br />saben la mitad de la mitad<br />saben a que?<br /><br />particulas de atención<br />saben a miel<br />ilusoria colmena<br /><br />particulas de atención<br />hacen zun zun<br />hacen zun zun y pronto<br /><br />T.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-8646221193013208806?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-43041798812276244782008-07-22T03:10:00.004-03:002009-09-30T02:18:18.052-03:00ela conhecia a inquietação<br />amava todas as diferenças<br />dois gatos cruzando a mesma rua<br />indiferentes frente ao confronto que viria<br />quase dançava, quase escrevia<br />atrás de uma janela cantava<br />para o fino pó descoberto pelo sol<br />estranha coreografia<br />ela conhecia a inquietação <br />o passar das horas<br />os reflexos na vidraça<br />o fim do dia<br /><br />T.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-4304179881227624478?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-84932373446836295062008-07-22T02:38:00.003-03:002008-07-22T03:19:18.821-03:00teu sono um presente<br />ladra vigília<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-8493237344683629506?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-32705284519046608112007-02-21T01:44:00.001-02:002009-09-27T21:51:48.231-03:00uma senhora<br />que padece o equivocar<br />que se alegra em confundir<br /><br />T.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-3270528451904660811?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-85094213883357255462007-02-19T23:49:00.003-02:002010-04-29T01:58:32.047-03:00aquela que frágil sou<br />olha pra mim desconfiada<br />procurando entender o sentido das frases<br />que povoam este ar cansado<br />se o quebra-cabeça der certo<br />uma será sorteada<br />e chegará à boca<br />que escondida ri as minhas custas<br />elas vêm quando não penso<br />cretinas e dissipadas<br />falam por mim ali quando aqui conversa o som<br />música que me faz pensar sem palavras<br />enquanto aquela que frágil sou<br />segue desconfiada<br /><br />T.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-8509421388335725546?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-92100284254291777452007-02-19T21:55:00.004-02:002010-04-29T02:02:20.040-03:00sou uma velha<br />e sábia chinesa<br /><br />pirata cigana<br /><br />quando dormires<br />ao vento<br />no segundo após o uivo<br />sonharás minha palavra<br /><br />sou o ponto<br />de um dardo<br />em seu mapa<br /><br />a oferecer una buenaventura<br /><br />T.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-9210028425429177745?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-45387353993166175172007-02-10T02:27:00.001-02:002009-09-27T21:57:39.182-03:00te encontro<br />réstia de sonho <br />vento a perfurar-me<br />mesmo que fujas fingindo um suspiro<br />hoje olhar oblíquo<br />amanhã<br />mar adentro de tormenta calma<br />até quando, doce encanto<br />seguirei colecionando os fragmentos que espalhaste?<br />quando por fim, despido de miragem<br />teu branco coração?<br /><br />tereza prado.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-4538735399316617517?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-1144814405469065432006-04-12T00:59:00.000-03:002007-02-10T03:42:12.121-02:00hilo<br />lejos<br />ojos<br />quedan<br /><br />hilos<br />cerca<br />ojos<br />sedan<br /><br />ojos<br />lejos<br />tan azules<br /><br />quedan hilos<br />horizontes<br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffcc66;">tereza prado.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-114481440546906543?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-1121135637701410312005-07-11T23:33:00.008-03:002010-12-16T00:30:20.596-02:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/153/3021/1024/exp.%20Piola21.jpg"><img border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/153/3021/400/exp.%20Piola21.jpg" style="border-bottom: #000000 1px solid; border-left: #000000 1px solid; border-right: #000000 1px solid; border-top: #000000 1px solid; margin: 2px;" /></a> Vaga no olho molhado dor contida. Fica lá quase transbordando, quase querendo voltar a sentimento em ebulição, nó na garganta, dor no peito, frio no estômago. Olho avesso ao espelho, boca calada a palavra. Olho que fica. Olho que se agita irado. Vê o tropeço, lê o oculto, sabe o que esconde. Olha por dentro. Lembra o começo. Olho devoto. Olhos sublimes. Olha o que quer. Cala o que vê. Olhos que iludem, olhos enganados, olho vendado. Olhos nadam, olhos pescam, olhos voam, olhos andam por aí abstraídos do resto do corpo. Olhos têm vida própria e esperam. Ah! Como esperam!<br /><br />olhos de futuro viajante ainda preso ao passado<br />olhos que inventam histórias e acreditam nelas<br /><br /><br />Abro os olhos<br /><br />Olhos de espanto<br />piscam de quando em quando.<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 78%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444;">T.</span> </span><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;">colagem e pintura em prato de vidro, 26cm / </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"><strong>maria tereza prado</strong></span><br /><span style="color: #666666;"> série releituras de Fornasetti, <span style="font-size: 85%;">Themes and Variations</span></span><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/153/3021/1024/exp.%20Piola13.jpg"></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-112113563770141031?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-1121132946499626932005-07-11T22:49:00.000-03:002007-03-18T19:53:00.794-03:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/153/3021/1024/arranca%20o%20tempo-11.jpg"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; WIDTH: 402px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; HEIGHT: 576px" height="400" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/153/3021/400/arranca%20o%20tempo-11.jpg" width="357" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#666666;">colagem e pintura em prato de vidro, 26cm / <strong>maria tereza prado</strong><br />série releituras de Fornasetti, Themes and Variations<br /><br /><br />arranca o tempo<br />espaço de mim<br />antes que cedo ou tarde<br />sombra de quem invade<br />dentro do espaço de mim<br />que então recebe em demasia<br />e lança setas que voltam<br />a esse espaço de mim vazio<br /><br />pardo<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">negro<br /><br />ou escarlate<br /></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc66;">tereza prado<br /></span></span><br /><br /></span><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-112113294649962693?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-1110512757196756252005-03-11T00:45:00.001-03:002007-03-18T19:52:35.089-03:00<span style="color:#666666;">água de chuva</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-111051275719675625?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-1110511973427876792005-03-11T00:32:00.000-03:002007-02-10T01:40:54.746-02:00<span style="color:#999999;">água inquieta</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-111051197342787679?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-1107458776361524212005-02-03T17:26:00.000-02:002007-03-18T19:52:18.318-03:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/153/3021/1024/IMG00013.3.jpg"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/153/3021/400/IMG00013.3.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#666666;">colagem e pintura em prato de vidro, 26cm / maria tereza prado<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">série releituras de Fornasetti, Themes and Variations</span><br /><br /></span><a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"><span style="color:#666666;"></span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-110745877636152421?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-1107299429226229572005-02-01T21:10:00.000-02:002007-03-18T19:52:05.541-03:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/153/3021/1024/IMG00012.jpg"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/153/3021/400/IMG00012.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#666666;">colagem e pintura em prato de vidro, 26cm / maria tereza prado<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"><span style="color:#666666;"><span style="font-size:100%;">série releituras de Fornasetti,</span> Themes and Variations</span> </span><br /><br /><a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-110729942922622957?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-1106268494985213242005-01-20T22:48:00.003-02:002008-07-22T03:33:31.155-03:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/153/3021/1024/o%20ataque%20do%20presente%20contra%20o%20restante%20do%20tempo%20foi%20um%20filme%20que%20perdi-2.jpg"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/153/3021/400/o%20ataque%20do%20presente%20contra%20o%20restante%20do%20tempo%20foi%20um%20filme%20que%20perdi-2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#666666;">colagem e pintura em prato de vidro / maria tereza prado<br />série releituras de Fornasetti, Themes and Variantions<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">foto / fabiola pereira</span><br /><br />noites e dias entre duas cidades tamanha ilusão/<br />de nada serve/<br />mesmo que o telefone toque neste instante/<br />nós já temos um passado ouvi um dia/<br />o ataque do presente contra o restante do tempo foi um filme que perdi/<br />e mesmo assim ainda te quero<br />isso não se pontua entre duas cidades o telefone toca e nesse instante<br />tamanha ilusão cresce/<br />e uma espécie de presente arranca o restante do tempo<br />esse filme que quero ver/<br />e sinto que mais e mais te quero/<br />um ponto fugindo do fim/<br /></span><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc9933;">tereza prado.<br /></span><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-110626849498521324?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-1106253484559504162005-01-20T18:38:00.000-02:002007-03-18T19:51:04.505-03:00<img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/153/3021/400/curitiba%2016-18abr04%20116.1.jpg" border="0" /><br /><span style="color:#666666;">colagem e pintura em prato de vidro, 26cm / maria tereza prado<br />série releituras de Fornasetti, <span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Themes and Variations</strong></span><br /><br /><br />a espera pode ser vermelha<br />mal estar no sonho<br />panela de pressão<br />chuva suspensa<br />vento no ouvido<br />pode até gritar<br />mas ainda é espera</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc66;">tereza prado.<br /></span><a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"></span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-110625348455950416?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10238509.post-1106169714244974742005-01-19T19:21:00.000-02:002007-03-18T19:50:45.879-03:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/153/3021/1024/prato-%20feira.jpg"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/153/3021/400/prato-%20feira.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#666666;">O Desconsolo / maria tereza prado<br /><br />colagem e pintura em prato de vidro, 26cm<br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">sobre imagem de M.Parrisch, </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><strong>Lady Ursula</strong></span><br /><br /><br />Depois de agora<br />vem o que foi antes<br />e antes foi o que será agora</span> </span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10238509-110616971424497474?l=mariaterezaprado.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>mariaterezapradohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11735483684471529110noreply@blogger.com2