{"version":"1.0","provider_name":"FORD\u00cdT\u00c1SOK","provider_url":"https:\/\/compilatore.cafeblog.hu","author_name":"Lipp M\u00e1rta","author_url":"https:\/\/compilatore.cafeblog.hu\/author\/lipp-marta\/","title":"LELET. ALEXANDRE RODRIGUES DA COSTA VERSE.","html":"<p><img class=\"alignnone wp-image-511 size-large\" src=\"https:\/\/compilatore.cafeblog.hu\/files\/2017\/07\/Cross-Henry-Edmond-Beach-on-the-Mediterranean-600x366.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"600\" height=\"366\" \/><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<h2>Lelet<\/h2>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><strong>itta a tengert<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>szomj\u00fas\u00e1g n\u00e9lk\u00fcl,<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>ahogy telt bel\u00fcl<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>v\u00edzzel, \u00fagy eresztette rajta kereszt\u00fcl<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>a t\u00fcd\u0151ket<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>az \u00f3r\u00e1kkal, amelyekben benn<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>\u00faszott az \u00e9jszakai asztal,<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>\u00e9s nem emelhette fel<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>a szem\u00e9t,<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><strong>itta a tengert<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>lassan\u00a0 amit a n\u00e9ma testben<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>hallott,\u00a0 azzal \u00f6sszeolvadt,<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>ahol a f\u00f6venyben<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>a sz\u00f3tagok lapultak; \u00e9s f\u00f6l\u00e9ledtek<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>a t\u00e9tlen kezek,<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>ahogyan a vak engedte \u0151ket,<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p><strong>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <em>Lipp M\u00e1rta ford\u00edt\u00e1sa<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<h2><strong>Descoberta<\/strong><\/h2>\r\n<p><strong>bebia do mar<\/strong><br \/><strong> sem sentir sede,<\/strong><br \/><strong> satisfazia-se<\/strong><br \/><strong> com a \u00e1gua atravessando-lhe<\/strong><br \/><strong> os pulm\u00f5es,<\/strong><br \/><strong> com as horas em que a mesa<\/strong><br \/><strong> flutuava noite adentro<\/strong><br \/><strong> e n\u00e3o podia erguer<\/strong><br \/><strong> os olhos,<\/strong><br \/> <br \/><strong> bebia do mar<\/strong><br \/><strong> e se perdia no que ouvia,<\/strong><br \/><strong> no corpo silencioso<\/strong><br \/><strong> onde a areia<\/strong><br \/><strong> juntava s\u00edlabas, onde a cegueira<\/strong><br \/><strong> a acordava<\/strong><br \/><strong> e deixava suas m\u00e3os livres,\u00a0<\/strong><br \/> <strong>2005.<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><strong>Alexandre Rodrigues da Costa brazil k\u00f6lt\u0151. (1972. Belo Horizonte, Braz\u00edlia).<\/strong><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><strong>K\u00e9p: Henry-Edmond Cross (1856-1910), Beach on the Mediterranean.<\/strong><\/p>","type":"rich"}