tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52148968255364499462024-03-05T03:36:10.200-03:00SIM, EU SOU INVENTADA !Cris Dakinishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10472581796478159082noreply@blogger.comBlogger300125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214896825536449946.post-38140429567225105772023-11-20T22:51:00.001-03:002023-11-28T10:30:56.804-03:00Seja bem-vindo, você está em CRISDAKINIS.COM<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Twitter: </span><a href="http://twitter.com/crisdakinis" style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" target="_blank">http://twitter.com/crisdakinis</a><br />Facebook e instagram: Cris Dakinis</span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;">e-mail: crisdakinis@gmail.com</span><div><span style="font-size: 20.8px;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 20.8px;"><b>Vencedora dos seguintes prêmios:<br /></b></span><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-size: 20.8px;">Prêmio Moutonnée de Literatura 2021</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 20.8px;">Prêmio UBE-RJ de Literatura Infantil - livro 2019</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 20.8px;"><span style="font-size: 20.8px;">Prêmio Maria Mariá, Academia de Letras Maringá 2018</span> </span></div><div><span style="font-size: 20.8px;">Prêmio Escambanautas de micro contos IV ed., 2017</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 20.8px;">Prêmio Barueri de Literatura - Poesia 2015</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 20.8px;"><div><span style="font-size: 20.8px;">Prêmio de Literatura Infantil do Paraná / Ponta Grossa - livro, 2015</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 20.8px;">Prêmio UBE-RJ de Literatura Infantil - livro 2016 </span></div></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 20.8px;">Prêmio Teixeira e Sousa de Poesia 2014</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 20.8px;"><div style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: 20.8px;">Concurso da Academia Divinopolitana de Letras, soneto 2013</span></div><div style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-size: 20.8px;">Concurso da Academia Divinopolitana de Letras, Poesia 2013</span></div></span></div><div><span style="font-size: 20.8px;">Prêmio AMLAC, categoria Conto 2012</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 20.8px;">Concurso Foed Castro Chamma ALACS, soneto 2012</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 20.8px;">Prêmio de Poesia Amor Demais, Petropolitano 2011</span></div><div><span style="font-size: 20.8px;">III Concurso de Crônicas Moacyr Scliar, Assis Editora/MG, 2008</span></div><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="background: rgb(255, 249, 238); line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 36.0pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-top: 0cm; margin: 0cm 0cm 0cm 36pt; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list 36.0pt; text-indent: 0cm;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Symbol; font-size: 10pt; mso-bidi-font-family: Symbol; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: Symbol; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-feature-settings: normal; font-kerning: auto; font-optical-sizing: auto; font-size: 7pt; font-stretch: normal; font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; font-variation-settings: normal; line-height: normal;"> </span></span></p></div><div><span style="font-size: 20.8px;"><i>E mais de 200 premiações literárias obtidas desde 2007</i>.</span><span style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 14px;"> </span></div><div><span style="background-color: #fff9ee; color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, Palatino Linotype, Palatino, serif;"><span style="background-color: #fff9ee; font-size: 14px;">Idealizadora e promotora do Prêmio de Poesia SPA nos anos 2017 e 2018, com o apoio da Secretaria de Cultura de São Pedro da Aldeia, RJ.</span></span></div><div><br /></div><div>
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><b style="font-size: medium;">Plágio é crime. Respeite os direitos autorais, mencionando os créditos de autoria.</b></span></div></div>Cris Dakinishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10472581796478159082noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214896825536449946.post-21745853530691004142023-11-20T22:46:00.000-03:002023-11-20T22:46:04.791-03:00Classificada no Prêmio Carolina Maria de Jesus<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSMOcgVFeWuwhllERITTV0MRl9vr25-EvpI7oWtIMK-oy2UECRxZHFMoIQXgX1nVHaQrAN8TjJAvhRdwrl2XOdMRR6UXFPG0ueDLStWjZklmku_xhyphenhyphenfygXiO3Az4LWRyAsvu1y6opCIziq2HC5A7Eny9oQNDShfLv9T5D3lMmlQKusVY7DXF6obYLdkBc/s687/404139158_7267130286652089_6141295875285043501_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="460" data-original-width="687" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSMOcgVFeWuwhllERITTV0MRl9vr25-EvpI7oWtIMK-oy2UECRxZHFMoIQXgX1nVHaQrAN8TjJAvhRdwrl2XOdMRR6UXFPG0ueDLStWjZklmku_xhyphenhyphenfygXiO3Az4LWRyAsvu1y6opCIziq2HC5A7Eny9oQNDShfLv9T5D3lMmlQKusVY7DXF6obYLdkBc/s320/404139158_7267130286652089_6141295875285043501_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space-collapse: preserve;">É com grande satisfação que recebo a notícia de meu romance classificado com 21 pontos na pré-seleção do Prêmio Carolina Maria de Jesus, organizado pelo MINC. </span><p></p>Cris Dakinishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10472581796478159082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214896825536449946.post-49584211149881531932023-11-06T19:11:00.003-03:002023-11-06T19:11:47.034-03:00Poema selecionado para o Concurso Literário da Revista SerEsta de novembro de 2023 <p> "Poema molhado", em homenagem à escritora Conceição Evaristo, selecionado pelo Concurso literário da Revista SerEsta</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRbwUYxXEyxODuxfuwMg72H7iLMLzaUzZFdwvICT-RKNsg_okZ0wH26G5JH4kLuNyaAdLHbzP0wmlgRWMo7fZNuHljrFYYrhMtRY8eIfIdNGX9793eEXbf2CdLpKjMSAVn_bHsLREs265Uh-ZaTlbCWOzkXkSUmx9sVZzAEhmprRAs3zvy28LPN5SXiSk/s960/Slide12.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="960" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRbwUYxXEyxODuxfuwMg72H7iLMLzaUzZFdwvICT-RKNsg_okZ0wH26G5JH4kLuNyaAdLHbzP0wmlgRWMo7fZNuHljrFYYrhMtRY8eIfIdNGX9793eEXbf2CdLpKjMSAVn_bHsLREs265Uh-ZaTlbCWOzkXkSUmx9sVZzAEhmprRAs3zvy28LPN5SXiSk/s320/Slide12.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">POEMA MOLHADO </div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Hoje estou triste.</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a style="color: #385898; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit;" tabindex="-1"></a></span>Minha alma chove água e sal...</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Na rede social, fotos felizes.</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Minha face globosa de corticóide</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">por um tantin de sal ou de glicose...</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Meus olhos cerram, selados,</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">como "Olhos d'água", longe</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">do mundo sensacional</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">que estampa o mundo ideal.</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Sorrio como a mãe que sou,</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">a que ocultou os olhos no sorriso.</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Que o pranto é também de felicidade,</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">e a esperança sobrevive na escrita.</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Por isso neste poema molhado,</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">com um dedo de açúcar somente,</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">escrevivi de introversa fonte</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">à poeta de Belo Horizonte.</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">( @CrisDakinis )</div></div>Cris Dakinishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10472581796478159082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214896825536449946.post-51640196114677627232023-10-26T20:17:00.001-03:002023-10-26T20:22:40.554-03:00E-book UM CASO SÉRIO, romance concorrendo ao Prêmio Kindle de Literatura 2023 na Amazon - Cris Dakinis<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtmiaXeFiPWZ_MY4ZYwHCT3QB34jP0O4euVxGDWxsW0ACQa1yCYX73dLphkPJTPHgTFjHwqM2YxRR9tg-y8aQWoFE1cCacBhM33YxjE-ZL0Z-d6gT6-NN8mdMsqQjDRRuwZRuE-WvwYXoL-kv__mGzKYer8mK8b2hs7A3HZwLCsrCg60hB1rfKpqreLOg/s976/IMG_20230830_081012_531.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="976" data-original-width="781" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtmiaXeFiPWZ_MY4ZYwHCT3QB34jP0O4euVxGDWxsW0ACQa1yCYX73dLphkPJTPHgTFjHwqM2YxRR9tg-y8aQWoFE1cCacBhM33YxjE-ZL0Z-d6gT6-NN8mdMsqQjDRRuwZRuE-WvwYXoL-kv__mGzKYer8mK8b2hs7A3HZwLCsrCg60hB1rfKpqreLOg/s320/IMG_20230830_081012_531.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj44uUHU2lQYlHwRBhAdvLaWPVN6J7CKaOlAaDnRDUUBjfBTkNk1lPLsp_PWbIB0PIYhXf2zgrQfykm58FHs83ejXlmri347SZNZE8xWn8G0h2ChT0OU0NW4fzq4BnlXjMFo9pj0W4tscytcQdKRB-FWYXiwCADgGLcayJDYPeT94Qve07W9hF4VEkCAc/s4096/GridArt_20230902_081203585.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4096" data-original-width="4096" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjj44uUHU2lQYlHwRBhAdvLaWPVN6J7CKaOlAaDnRDUUBjfBTkNk1lPLsp_PWbIB0PIYhXf2zgrQfykm58FHs83ejXlmri347SZNZE8xWn8G0h2ChT0OU0NW4fzq4BnlXjMFo9pj0W4tscytcQdKRB-FWYXiwCADgGLcayJDYPeT94Qve07W9hF4VEkCAc/s320/GridArt_20230902_081203585.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: justify;">Meu primeiro romance eBook UM CASO SÉRIO, publicado na plataforma Amazon está concorrendo ao Prêmio Kindle de Literatura 2023. 📚</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: justify;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;">Este e-book está com amostra grátis disponível, mas também pode ser lido gratuitamente no Kindle Unlimited ou adquirido por R$ 4,96 na Amazon. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Baixe o app kindle para ter uma leitura confortável na tela do celular ou use o seu dispositivo Kindle. Eu agradeço a leitura, o compartilhamento e a avaliação do livro desde já. ❤️</div><p></p>
<p dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;"><a href="https://www.amazon.com.br/gp/product/B0CGT9N7Z1/ref=dbs_a_def_awm_bibl_vppi_i1">https://www.amazon.com.br/gp/product/B0CGT9N7Z1/ref=dbs_a_def_awm_bibl_vppi_i1</a></p><p></p>Cris Dakinishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10472581796478159082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214896825536449946.post-13836885630695875522023-10-26T19:42:00.000-03:002023-10-26T23:20:26.042-03:003º Sarau Literário do Colégio Estadual Dr. Feliciano Sodré, São Pedro da Aldeia / RJ - Cris Dakinis<p> Participação a convite da Profa. Cleise Campos. Sorteio de exemplares do meu livro de poesia Adágio ensolarado. Outubro, 2023.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY3imls9oVN5L6cq_VBn0aXNRgBNVeCby8BMq9KsG6sIC8smWzSMcPCpGSNaDgxFMB1NYBAX18kS51AEsH7CZGUvm67f-WTpJJs-zMrryF-lHOLgAaltjEjqvNonvHMX-QbfTeyJ2h6FUiKO8lG6docs-fUlRc7F9OwDbbQ1q95twkmpUut5Cd6bTGoXA/s1113/cleise%20alunos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1113" height="259" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY3imls9oVN5L6cq_VBn0aXNRgBNVeCby8BMq9KsG6sIC8smWzSMcPCpGSNaDgxFMB1NYBAX18kS51AEsH7CZGUvm67f-WTpJJs-zMrryF-lHOLgAaltjEjqvNonvHMX-QbfTeyJ2h6FUiKO8lG6docs-fUlRc7F9OwDbbQ1q95twkmpUut5Cd6bTGoXA/s320/cleise%20alunos.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOvyMO7oFh2bUIZVTXP1qlurTRnexMiqMJrXksHBRSyAsfg2YzVjA_8RNntkQlpyJxERuP0XnvJuG2gLU-vNrcvSyOuAUwbiZswbBMQnhjK2BiyoiBiJaQShsQ5VL06TVgEhygnOZ0NTwl-6NgSKRJyDWNUloo0PcBOOGce2Ly12mno6zn3e1lgHmeHrY/s1058/eu%20com%20aluna.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4v7tONstpYx_f3uCmwUjFNvya7eWpFu92Wf3oFZt_oPr4368m4xULu_4olpeJMVv1ROFcQXBC4LFCUom71AjmbYVGKdffagqsWybzEaAqAb6me8kdwx5VmH1yZGWw7LVqzhdo0BxlZVfo737CkGsU61_c9Ujq-W8bp8QhWlVG3aWTL4ji7eYF48KeLaE/s720/colet%C3%A2nea%20for%C3%A7a%20feminina%202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4v7tONstpYx_f3uCmwUjFNvya7eWpFu92Wf3oFZt_oPr4368m4xULu_4olpeJMVv1ROFcQXBC4LFCUom71AjmbYVGKdffagqsWybzEaAqAb6me8kdwx5VmH1yZGWw7LVqzhdo0BxlZVfo737CkGsU61_c9Ujq-W8bp8QhWlVG3aWTL4ji7eYF48KeLaE/s320/colet%C3%A2nea%20for%C3%A7a%20feminina%202.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; white-space: pre;">Artista do amor</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span id="docs-internal-guid-f314597f-7fff-5ccd-fc48-472d2779d8a4"><br /></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.2; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; white-space-collapse: preserve;">Nem tudo são flores,</span></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; white-space: pre;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">há céu e chão,</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; white-space: pre;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">fome e pão,</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; white-space: pre;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">há “sim e não” nos caminhos dela...</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; white-space: pre;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">E tantas as dores, os males no mundo...</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; white-space: pre;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Mas além surge um alguém</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; white-space: pre;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">que faz sol e que dá flor,</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; white-space: pre;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">que é mãe, artista do amor.</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; white-space: pre;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Ela recolhe a chuva densa</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; white-space: pre;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">quando inunda nosso colo</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; white-space: pre;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">e seca o sal desse solo,</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; white-space: pre;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">tosa, livra-nos de espinhos,</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; white-space: pre;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">e reconstrói todo o jardim.</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; white-space: pre;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Uma jardineira amiga,</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; white-space: pre;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">feminina maga das cores,</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; white-space: pre;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">que torna tudo novas flores,</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; white-space: pre;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">a arte dela é assim:</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap; white-space: pre;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">é anjo, é canção, é querubim.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">@Cris Dakinis</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></div></span><p></p>Cris Dakinishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10472581796478159082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214896825536449946.post-34417695145109126572023-10-20T22:58:00.001-03:002023-10-26T23:06:18.689-03:002º lugar na categoria estadual do Concurso Literário da Academia Madureirense de Letras 2023 - Cris Dakinis<p> Conto premiado:</p><p></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span style="font-size: medium;">A testemunha<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><o:p><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></o:p></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;">Aproximou-se da grade e olhou para fora. Sentia-se protegida ali,
absurdamente livre. E ela novamente lembrou-se do papagaio...<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;">Gaio era paciente. Luana fez um carinho na ave e estremeceu ao ouvir os
chinelos do marido atravessando o corredor. Gilberto reclamou que a situação só
piorava e resolveu sair, mas antes decidiu voltar para repetir o aviso: ela que
se livrasse daquela ave o mais rápido ou ele o faria __ não queria mais aturar
aporrinhações. Ameaça feita e refeita, o marido foi almoçar seu galeto com
prato feito no bar da esquina, onde comeria sem esquentar os ânimos.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;">Luana alimentou a ave e foi recolher a roupa estendida a secar. Reparou a
vizinha a olhá-la pelas frestas do portão lateral. <i>Droga de condomínio que
construíra aqueles muros com portão geminado!</i> Daí, percebeu que a vizinha a
observava com um sorriso estreito e insondável. E foi nesse momento que a dona fez
propaganda de seus serviços de doceira. Encabulada, Luana agradeceu a oferta, desconfiada
de que a vizinha certamente lhe oferecia doces porque lhe adivinhara a amargura
diária.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Ao abrir a gaveta dele para
guardar as roupas, Luana viu a arma. Apanhou o revólver para ver se era de
verdade. Era. Ela decidiu levar a arma para a cozinha, guardando-a debaixo dos
panos de copa, frustrando qualquer ato de insanidade. <o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;">O marido chegou, seguiu para a cozinha, olhou-a e pediu um café. Depois,
encarou-a com um ar desafiador e dispensou o café, rumando para o quarto. Luana
ficou atenta e ouviu o ruído da gaveta do armário. Arrependeu-se de não ter
dado conversa à vizinha, poderia ter aceitado uma prova de doce.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><i>Gilberto certamente dera pela falta da
arma...</i> Ele seguiu para a cozinha e lá estava Luana.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;">Um tiro, outro e depois mais outro ecoaram largamente, além dos ladrilhos
da copa, pelo condomínio inteiro.<o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Não atira. Não atira, mulher</i>! O
papagaio repetia o tempo inteiro: <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Não
atira. Não atira, mulher</i>!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;">Luana aproximou-se da grade e olhou para fora. Sentia-se protegida ali,
absurdamente livre, em sua cela novamente. E lembrou-se do papagaio... A
testemunha.<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxOip49olirkT5mksXpjMLKNgRSCXBcUqNWglRPG6drV-FP0cvLwA5qSDr55KoebmP0w80FYuy-sqJ5eQobshKUedjJWlF1dDPGm68WggcjFr1SCknk7ECKKGEysDKBqaQT9A2kyT1KKrrsFQTxm148DNIDSKV5M8JL4Ydhyy7aQxxluMI-MmuLb_a74c/s803/diploma%20aml.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="803" data-original-width="803" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxOip49olirkT5mksXpjMLKNgRSCXBcUqNWglRPG6drV-FP0cvLwA5qSDr55KoebmP0w80FYuy-sqJ5eQobshKUedjJWlF1dDPGm68WggcjFr1SCknk7ECKKGEysDKBqaQT9A2kyT1KKrrsFQTxm148DNIDSKV5M8JL4Ydhyy7aQxxluMI-MmuLb_a74c/s320/diploma%20aml.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><br /></p><b><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></b><p></p>Cris Dakinishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10472581796478159082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214896825536449946.post-12223182976582316382023-09-25T22:34:00.004-03:002023-10-26T22:49:13.851-03:00Centenário da Casa da Flôr, São Pedro da Aldeia, 2023 - Sarau Poético <p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyOnQyuBYlJQQ3bvXDVYUMdI6OUcajEYynlXFYVKL2UXnwQ8I9aU8ZPUezFIKH22smsKsjiN_bbUxWxYtAahZx9gbHUtGTviKh0cr_qLllL1RJZL199EKJLlVkpcYrth_Kslxk0CdQk5OY331V0Q9ApstsvE9_-GmZFwVPqBg1cfF4mD_AOA6jLnWkBwY/s900/chamada%20para%20o%20centen%C3%A1rio%20casa%20da%20flor.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="719" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyOnQyuBYlJQQ3bvXDVYUMdI6OUcajEYynlXFYVKL2UXnwQ8I9aU8ZPUezFIKH22smsKsjiN_bbUxWxYtAahZx9gbHUtGTviKh0cr_qLllL1RJZL199EKJLlVkpcYrth_Kslxk0CdQk5OY331V0Q9ApstsvE9_-GmZFwVPqBg1cfF4mD_AOA6jLnWkBwY/s320/chamada%20para%20o%20centen%C3%A1rio%20casa%20da%20flor.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><p><br /></p>Sarau na Praça das Águas, eu com a escritora Suramy Guedes e o Secretário de Cultura Thiago Marques<p></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd069bJkVY5YGL073mXmhvNbDPq79B0CIbbaeQdK7LluUmiXKSDPqeR37cnt5uwHbh4kvVdNygtJ9ZkQwXzlNG1QvG5n55vHThhW2FU6BSrPlQ0atkFqoSogWe1BfTVow8JLPKy3m53pf7d9uUXBsHebr9s62pzXOxiSY2PyG1h1ndd2Bq1NU1QhU7GXE/s1800/IMG_5598-Copy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1200" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd069bJkVY5YGL073mXmhvNbDPq79B0CIbbaeQdK7LluUmiXKSDPqeR37cnt5uwHbh4kvVdNygtJ9ZkQwXzlNG1QvG5n55vHThhW2FU6BSrPlQ0atkFqoSogWe1BfTVow8JLPKy3m53pf7d9uUXBsHebr9s62pzXOxiSY2PyG1h1ndd2Bq1NU1QhU7GXE/s320/IMG_5598-Copy.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">CASA
DA FLOR</span></b></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face="Arial, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">Ouço o vento Sudoeste</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">cantar desde Cabo Frio,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">no vento ruidoso de agosto...<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">Para mim,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">olho de moinho é<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">miolo de margarida,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">semeada em muros e paredes,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">que amornecem meus dias....<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">Deito flor de cacos ao chão,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">pedaços de pratos,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">e suas pétalas pintam as pás<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">do doce moinho que gira, <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">empurrando o mar<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">para longe do sal.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">Nas salineiras,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">voam margaridas ao vento,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">enquanto cultivo riqueza<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">à entrada de minha casa pobre,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">feita de caco, feita de cor.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">É que anjos vivem de sonhos<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">e eu sonho com o vento<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">sussurrando no frio da lagoa,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">que casa tem de ser assim:<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">tesouro com "coisinhas de
nada",<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">no semeio da Região dos Lagos,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">acolhendo visitantes,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">do Brasil todo, e do exterior<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">à Casa da Flor.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">Relíquia de Gabriel dos
Santos, <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">de São Pedro da Aldeia, <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;">o anjo que edificou.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span face="Arial, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt;">@CrisDakinis</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p></p>Cris Dakinishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10472581796478159082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214896825536449946.post-61493062559896956072023-07-29T19:11:00.002-03:002023-08-10T17:36:56.071-03:00"Eu só queria um namorado", conto juvenil de Cris Dakinis, candidato ao "Prêmio conto inesquecível" - Amazon 2023<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Hm0d-UQ9UdDDXblVtKrbFNMzFoVG5MTiwxnBcF0LQg85ZBSN-OiFQ0Q2XJRirxHokVJVvLKlk4m4B4Zhc-lyK7XkECfOHspLvDOYGwvOsOFs5xxe3AShAGPCWuhI_LRhiTB2VnaTQTC5ppoge312h52FFh7vS5aEnEixaKMHMZSX8_v7QRHLdZKBPbo/s1137/Screenshot_20230729-174805~2.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1137" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8Hm0d-UQ9UdDDXblVtKrbFNMzFoVG5MTiwxnBcF0LQg85ZBSN-OiFQ0Q2XJRirxHokVJVvLKlk4m4B4Zhc-lyK7XkECfOHspLvDOYGwvOsOFs5xxe3AShAGPCWuhI_LRhiTB2VnaTQTC5ppoge312h52FFh7vS5aEnEixaKMHMZSX8_v7QRHLdZKBPbo/s320/Screenshot_20230729-174805~2.png" width="203" /></a></div><p><br /></p>E-book deste conto juvenil disponível na Amazon, através do link:<p></p><p><a href="https://www.amazon.com.br/s?i=digital-text&rh=p_27%3ACris+Dakinis&s=relevancerank&text=Cris+Dakinis&ref=dp_byline_sr_ebooks_1">https://www.amazon.com.br/s?i=digital-text&rh=p_27%3ACris+Dakinis&s=relevancerank&text=Cris+Dakinis&ref=dp_byline_sr_ebooks_1</a></p>Cris Dakinishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10472581796478159082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214896825536449946.post-72987374511869052242023-07-29T18:57:00.004-03:002023-07-29T18:57:43.802-03:00Poema "Verso e reverso", de Cris Dakinis, selecionado pelo Concurso da Editora Arte da Palavra - 2023<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjEdgCoen0V08mp3LE-0wpN-xBcNZh9xxknyl7ppbLlsRll41FMQyaFSY5cus9oW3BBGjEs1RZAk44J0rlZRkMMnHBQM91hm41ve9dftMwi7bRQ6BI4CLrPXwnTM5fVEv8bY6D5mXbWJMRIuDkYdhg5ScW_S0jHm72BTjNLxUlafp3B5Rbg2yu8gxPlg0/s717/Screenshot_20230729-182302~2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="717" data-original-width="692" height="264" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjEdgCoen0V08mp3LE-0wpN-xBcNZh9xxknyl7ppbLlsRll41FMQyaFSY5cus9oW3BBGjEs1RZAk44J0rlZRkMMnHBQM91hm41ve9dftMwi7bRQ6BI4CLrPXwnTM5fVEv8bY6D5mXbWJMRIuDkYdhg5ScW_S0jHm72BTjNLxUlafp3B5Rbg2yu8gxPlg0/w255-h264/Screenshot_20230729-182302~2.png" width="255" /></a></div><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="background: white; color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Verso e reverso</span></span><b><span style="background: white; color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></b></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="background: white; color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;">No meio do caminho</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><br />
<span style="background: white;">fui verso e reverso,</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">pedra angular e pedra tumular.</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">Fui dilema, problema e fadiga</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">dureza, cisco no olhar e aflição...</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">Mas também, no meio do caminho,</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">que Drummond não trilhou sozinho,</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">abrandei minha rigidez</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">e fui, ao menos uma vez,</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">algo plano, fui a esperança,</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">que o poeta revelou no atalho</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">sinuoso de sua pena, </span><br />
<span style="background: white;">fui inspiração, sua obra, sua lide,</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">fui, enfim, a rocha e o senão,</span><br />
<span style="background: white;">no vértice de sua criação.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt; line-height: 200%;"><o:p> (Poema já classificado em segundo lugar no Prêmio Paulo Setúbal, Tatuí, SP)</o:p></span></p><br /><p></p>Cris Dakinishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10472581796478159082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214896825536449946.post-9386925539174747582023-07-29T18:48:00.002-03:002023-07-29T18:59:43.508-03:00Conto: "Campeão", de Cris Dakinis - Menção Honrosa no 6.o Concurso de Contos e Crônicas de Ourinhos / SP, 2023<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsH0C8QHfgt8nZDfSbRxjSBVX9oDn03R_kkKtcLyyEHbGnCXl1iqQJeC-CpYcY1g3JQNirQui-QjOLqSOWPu-GX7xQwr8WkEzQds-ec_qwedlhCmmGQHEFMXgWt29aruN4T6MKA-AAww2z5uy-ec5NohoXkls2xCkryiYVskjkE8kEDc_1-zz8il96wMI/s800/Screenshot_20230729-182143~2.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="546" height="283" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsH0C8QHfgt8nZDfSbRxjSBVX9oDn03R_kkKtcLyyEHbGnCXl1iqQJeC-CpYcY1g3JQNirQui-QjOLqSOWPu-GX7xQwr8WkEzQds-ec_qwedlhCmmGQHEFMXgWt29aruN4T6MKA-AAww2z5uy-ec5NohoXkls2xCkryiYVskjkE8kEDc_1-zz8il96wMI/w193-h283/Screenshot_20230729-182143~2.png" width="193" /></a></div><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: center; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;">Campeão<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"><o:p> </o:p></span><span face="Arial, sans-serif" style="font-size: 12pt; text-indent: 35.45pt;">Nenhum sinal de chuva, céu claro, sem nuvens.
Já amanhecia assim. À tarde, o azul vibrante ao alto coloria a vida. No verão,
o vento soprava tímido, sem ajuntar nuvens para deitar uma gota sequer de
chuvisco sobre o pó da estrada, conseguia, no entanto, abrandar o mormaço do
fim de tarde e refrescar a noite. Foi nesse lugar que Simões e sua família
instalaram-se quando chegaram de Portugal no período pós-guerra. Uma região com
muita água nas redondezas, como bem explicava o nome indígena que lhe fora dado
__ Iguaba.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;">Simões não se cansava de admirar Campeão. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Este é o boi mais bonito que existe! </i>E
relembrava a infância, quando chegara com seus pais àquela cidade. Ele espiava
bois ao longe, em pasto alheio. Debaixo do céu azul e sem nuvens, o vento
sorrateiro lhe voava o chapéu e o pai ria. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Bichos
bonitos aqueles, filho! Um dia teremos os nossos.</i> O menino Simões ficava a
sonhar com o tal dia e calculava o espaço gramado ao redor da casa onde poderia
criar um boi só dele, de estimação, chegando até mesmo a escolher o nome do
animal com antecedência: Campeão. Talvez por relembrar conversas acerca dos
rodeios que ouvira ainda pequenino na pátria deixada além-mar; talvez porque
confundisse a rotina de um boi com a de um cavalo, sonhando com uma futura glória
nos páreos.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;">A esposa chamou-o para ajudar a servir o almoço
aos fregueses, despertando-o das antigas lembranças. No espaço avarandado,
todas as mesas ocupadas. Trabalhadores famintos aguardavam a vez. Eram três
horas seguidas em que ele e a patroa<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"> </i>cuidavam
de atender, deitando e recolhendo pratos às mesas. E eram as horas mais quentes
do dia... O calor da cozinha se espalhava para a bancada de comida e para a
varanda; e o calor do sol da tarde adentrava a casa toda. Todos os dias iguais,
com exceção do domingo. A família cozinhando, lavando louça, fazendo o caixa,
servindo. E as mesas de refeição ocupadas, lado a lado, sorrindo-lhes com o
ganha-pão.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;">Junto com o boi Campeão, Simões adquiriu o
Choquito, outro boi, que não era elegante como Campeão, mas que lhe rendeu o
prazer do investimento, podendo, desta forma, chamá-los no plural de “bois”.
Seu pai, a este tempo, avançado em idade, admirava o filho a falar da rotina do
pasto, discutindo acerca de gado... <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Realmente</i>,
dizia o pai, <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Campeão tem porte de artista,
é bem-apessoado, de pelo brilhante, um belo animal</i>. Foi então que aconteceu
uma reviravolta de ordem econômica a Simões, comprometendo-lhe o capital. Ainda
bem que, àquela altura, ele já tinha o seu teto e comércio relativamente garantidos
para si e para a família, porém sentiu nos ombros o peso que o pai antes
conhecera na pátria lusa. Simões precisou levantar dinheiro extra para cumprir
compromissos. E o resgate disponível era vender um boi. Resolveu então vender o
Choquito.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;">Ainda cedo, céu azul e nenhuma nuvem.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Um vento morno vinha da lagoa próxima, se bom
ou mau vento, Simões não sabia, mas avistou, enquanto cuidava do pasto, o
comprador que lhe fora indicado para negociar. O gajo chegou. Ficou a olhar o Choquito
por meio minuto. __ <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Quero o outro e pago
bem. </i>A surpresa quase derrubou Simões. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Como
assim, o outro? Por que não tivera a ideia de guardar o Campeão? Estava claro
que aquele boi ia chamar mais a atenção do comprador... Mas onde se poderia
esconder um animal tão grande?</i> Tudo isso Simões se perguntou em silêncio.
Se a surpresa quase o derrubou, a responsabilidade o reergueu. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;">Depois que Campeão partiu, Simões era só
tristeza. Dava um dó tamanho vê-lo sem o Campeão. A esposa se afligia, o pai se
inquietava, os filhos se calavam... Na manhã do terceiro dia sem o boi, Simões
foi atrás do fazendeiro. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Daria o Choquito
em troca e pagaria um valor adicional, mas traria o Campeão de volta</i>. O
fazendeiro era um comerciante ocupado e não quis conversa de devolver boi. __ <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Que boi esse? Já foi para o abate! Não tem
mais nenhum boi teu aqui...</i><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;">Ao longe, o céu azul, nenhuma nuvem. O vento
sobreveio ao chapéu, voando longe. Mais distante ficou a esperança de reaver o
boi Campeão. Por fim, Simões resolveu fazer novo acordo com o mercador: entregaria
o boi Choquito a ele e, se dentro de dois meses, Simões não pudesse dobrar o
valor de Campeão em dinheiro para lhe pagar, ele então entregaria os dois bois
ao negociante. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Era uma insanidade</i>,
cogitava Simões. O pai deixou-o resolver sozinho, não queria interferir. A
esposa olhava-o ansiosa. Todos em casa sabiam de uma coisa: ia faltar dinheiro
se Campeão voltasse. Irrecusável a proposta, no entanto, o comprador de Campeão
não o quis devolver, e por maldade, pura maldade __ <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">para que avisou? __ </i><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic;">M</span>andou
comunicar que o boi iria para o abate. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;">Simões ouvia o boi mugir toda vez que ali
chegava para tentar renegociar, e era bem possível que a sua imaginação o
iludisse, fazendo-o imaginar ouvir as lamúrias do boi. Porém Simões pressentia
que Campeão queria voltar para o pequeno e antigo pasto. E daí, ele decidiu-se
por um ato de loucura: foi ao banco mais próximo e levantou a quantia do boi a
juros altos, tomou do dinheiro vivo e voltou à fazenda do salafrário. Não ouviu
mugido dessa vez e o seu coração apertou. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;">O céu azul, sem nuvem nenhuma, um vento morno
na tarde avançada soprou da lagoa enquanto Simões almoçava, quando ouviu a pequena
neta indagar se era verdade que ele não comia carne de boi. Ele relembrou o
amigo Campeão, a antiga precisão do dinheiro, o comprador que dificultou seu
sossego, o adeus. E sua vista embaçou as lentes dos óculos, refletindo a
paisagem cercada pela lagoa salgada próxima. Ele meio que sorriu à curiosa menina,
apontando para a boca cheia de comida que o impedia de responder.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;">(Conto já classificado em terceiro lugar no Prêmio Mário Quintana / Sisejufe / RS)</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.45pt;"><br /></p><p></p>Cris Dakinishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10472581796478159082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214896825536449946.post-4832724654071402932023-04-17T20:02:00.001-03:002023-04-17T20:02:55.566-03:00Dia do Livro Infantil e Dia dos Povos Indígenas <p style="text-align: justify;"> 18 de abril é o Dia do Livro Infantil e 19 de abril é o Dia dos Povos Indígenas. Escreva uma frase para este meu livro aqui na postagem nos dias 18 ou 19 para concorrer a um exemplar autografado. ;)</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbilq04w2PpF1Za4m5yYrwSdINIgXx5X57xhh0Jv-CRvDFFl_PMWwoiPwqLWpAA7YWo-cDg98t7N1RB2Fn70BFdk1FcJjBXXYJRyoqCDMdfcaU1ejRbnsbNOos2lK-uVQYjB-qBH9DzAANeXgpuw0ZMzJhI1gjr3ugHr-ZQE8tl6KsPD6ML_PxEMph/s600/IMG_20230417_195716_668.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="480" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbilq04w2PpF1Za4m5yYrwSdINIgXx5X57xhh0Jv-CRvDFFl_PMWwoiPwqLWpAA7YWo-cDg98t7N1RB2Fn70BFdk1FcJjBXXYJRyoqCDMdfcaU1ejRbnsbNOos2lK-uVQYjB-qBH9DzAANeXgpuw0ZMzJhI1gjr3ugHr-ZQE8tl6KsPD6ML_PxEMph/s320/IMG_20230417_195716_668.jpg" width="256" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p><p><br /></p>Cris Dakinishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10472581796478159082noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214896825536449946.post-82333624880511530342023-03-24T17:17:00.003-03:002023-03-24T17:20:46.811-03:00Dia 15 de março é comemorado o dia do Caiçara, e a empresa SKI Banana do Caiçara, de Ubatuba, festejou com um poema meu. <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4G9_bfRgXANLd1NQ7RPBJTB5c-t63CaOlvmlrl3ZjBJs0WIeojTBa1ivvQpLL0HXiqqmHsFV_Z2Nwv2vGn8v4u9PK9kDHkRjpgXNDHhI8Wp0Qnn6kbixoNXj_BwGRriG8UdghC7km1Rgq_HZZPux0CTHXHspmE3c-86k_TAxF24ulIL_5Rf5fR2d8/s1080/cai%C3%A7ara%20275969520_688503915899561_1258831455348877687_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4G9_bfRgXANLd1NQ7RPBJTB5c-t63CaOlvmlrl3ZjBJs0WIeojTBa1ivvQpLL0HXiqqmHsFV_Z2Nwv2vGn8v4u9PK9kDHkRjpgXNDHhI8Wp0Qnn6kbixoNXj_BwGRriG8UdghC7km1Rgq_HZZPux0CTHXHspmE3c-86k_TAxF24ulIL_5Rf5fR2d8/s320/cai%C3%A7ara%20275969520_688503915899561_1258831455348877687_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Dia a dia de um caiçara</span></b></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Disposto, o caiçara chega da lida</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Seus <span style="font-family: inherit;"><a style="color: #385898; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit;" tabindex="-1"></a></span>pés marinados na água salgada</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Tá rico! Deu conta da eterna jornada</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Os dias de pesca é a rotina da vida</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Em casa, a família espera com fome</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Os filhos acodem e estendem a rede</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Cai a chuva então: ói água pra sede!</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">O povo de casa se orgulha do nome</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Desse pai caiçara, que dia a dia</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Traz gosto, comida; traz o ganha pão</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">A mãe tá contente aguando a pia</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Repleta de peixes pra trazer o tostão</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Mais tarde, vai ele pra feira na praça</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Os peixes regados são frescos do dia</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Contente, o caiçara no seu dia a dia</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Ao fundo, a lagoa: a fonte da graça!</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Lá vem temporal! Pra casa então...</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Em casa, o caiçara encontra os seus</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Filhos festejando o banho dos céus</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Patroa lavando o chão com sabão</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Madruga com vento assanha a lagoa</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Em pouco, o caiçara sairá pra pescar</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Toma o seu café e um tasco de broa</div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">Tá novo pra lida nas águas do mar</div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; text-align: left; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;">*Cris Dakinis</div></div></div><p><br /></p>Cris Dakinishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10472581796478159082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214896825536449946.post-33832406904392034242023-03-24T17:13:00.004-03:002023-03-24T17:13:55.071-03:00 Publicado.no Diário do Grande ABC - SP e Revista Cabeça Ativa, março de 2023. E a notícia de Cris Dakinis:<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI8nIAWci_mtH3-LlRYN7Z0BzXdbFzZEwcXJgySNKhEQqcdZwEkhUg9LSRKc6CrxWsWegoksEBAcT42ExfpZ3nOcazL3Q8roqffMLbktbpZaGphbA9hG0KKphGWBZnfpMp1dtNKGjip596pQlvT9_2gp4FAk7x73rPUKQReK2uMr7BV4szV76p-vVc/s720/diario%20abc337377345_629367812358651_3515264879437208117_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI8nIAWci_mtH3-LlRYN7Z0BzXdbFzZEwcXJgySNKhEQqcdZwEkhUg9LSRKc6CrxWsWegoksEBAcT42ExfpZ3nOcazL3Q8roqffMLbktbpZaGphbA9hG0KKphGWBZnfpMp1dtNKGjip596pQlvT9_2gp4FAk7x73rPUKQReK2uMr7BV4szV76p-vVc/s320/diario%20abc337377345_629367812358651_3515264879437208117_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><a href="https://www.dgabc.com.br/Noticia/3954559/o-drama-do-ihgsp-pro-memoria-sao-caetano-e-ai-o-ovo-que-vem-de-sao-vicente-thais-matarazzo-eterna">https://www.dgabc.com.br/Noticia/3954559/o-drama-do-ihgsp-pro-memoria-sao-caetano-e-ai-o-ovo-que-vem-de-sao-vicente-thais-matarazzo-eterna </a></p><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"> <i><b>"Depois dos chocantes escândalos da carne e do frango, o ovo inflacionou tanto, que nem as galinhas chocaram mais".</b></i></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a style="color: #385898; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit;" tabindex="-1"></a></span>Fiquei contente com a publicação de meu micro na coluna "Memória" pelo jornalista Ademir Medici. </div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">Muito obrigada, Ademir e Cláudia Brino!</div></div>Cris Dakinishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10472581796478159082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214896825536449946.post-67198667968219861202023-03-24T17:08:00.001-03:002023-10-26T22:56:39.472-03:00Três anos depois do início da pandemia em março de 2020, quando se deu a Feira do Livro Double em São Pedro da Aldeia. Relembrando encontro literário lindo<p> <span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Dia produtivo na Feira de Livros de SPA, com a presença da Presidente da UBE-RJ </span><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/marcia.barroca.58?__cft__[0]=AZUmwoq7ccTmnEaOk-yFETqH4d1mgQl_rtWExZNLVhzF2jZf_vOysLHlV8hQ7_u6wfWoqNRTFRR3j21XRp9UD8-FiRFWwSVtmMhwqsmdiXzQQJQvM8sbsTW742Z8F7Igo3fvzBGZ5DygT18opBzZL8zZq65w4k_V7f-xTyzq93LRbdSsxsaaYQxRmL9CLlgmeEc&__tn__=-]KH-R" role="link" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: transparent; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; border-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration-line: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Marcia Barroca</span></a></span><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">, do presidente honorário Edir Meireles, de talentosos colegas de escrita e leitores de todas as idades. Além da organização impecável do stand da Secretaria de Cultura, coordenada pela querida e competente Rosângela Guimarães </span><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1qq9wsj xo1l8bm" href="https://www.facebook.com/rosangela.guimaraesribeiro.9?__cft__[0]=AZUmwoq7ccTmnEaOk-yFETqH4d1mgQl_rtWExZNLVhzF2jZf_vOysLHlV8hQ7_u6wfWoqNRTFRR3j21XRp9UD8-FiRFWwSVtmMhwqsmdiXzQQJQvM8sbsTW742Z8F7Igo3fvzBGZ5DygT18opBzZL8zZq65w4k_V7f-xTyzq93LRbdSsxsaaYQxRmL9CLlgmeEc&__tn__=-]KH-R" role="link" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: transparent; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; border-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration-line: none; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0"><span class="xt0psk2" style="display: inline; font-family: inherit;">Rosangela Guimaraes Ribeiro</span></a></span><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">.</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj11jLHpCAURn5OMGkNnxzh4ooBCQ30RqYx0MKpuYTDp8xKIUY1Rkgwc2lY0rjd-eWhs-r8Qa1zsCTKNOLclzrMp2jDRIFJ7zizH6mExQes2xkchFB9Y1v5eEau8NJphFdlF7A8T_IDsRp0il9AnGGXmn4WZPx2S0uU-XNpNsa8MJKfs_dsQR8tgOuj/s1351/83977934_3097720390259787_4549589608895086592_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="1351" height="152" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj11jLHpCAURn5OMGkNnxzh4ooBCQ30RqYx0MKpuYTDp8xKIUY1Rkgwc2lY0rjd-eWhs-r8Qa1zsCTKNOLclzrMp2jDRIFJ7zizH6mExQes2xkchFB9Y1v5eEau8NJphFdlF7A8T_IDsRp0il9AnGGXmn4WZPx2S0uU-XNpNsa8MJKfs_dsQR8tgOuj/s320/83977934_3097720390259787_4549589608895086592_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSVQSbTJQHWOXKueyqMXvN1nhNr7KPINiKtJxaq9o-La1RaUyJyRjRGkvW9XW94Xi9vn0NE9QVpJA1y77IHDbyx6RJM_j3vbQO4kbDIV6VaoSy1r_l9IzvZN0LusHoPnJkwufzfiQGeQHrSCG7Se6MRyLdYJ4_a5gUMiWTG3AB1ki8LgfCsBnEqYDQ/s960/87159961_3097722410259585_1376811574152396800_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="540" data-original-width="960" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSVQSbTJQHWOXKueyqMXvN1nhNr7KPINiKtJxaq9o-La1RaUyJyRjRGkvW9XW94Xi9vn0NE9QVpJA1y77IHDbyx6RJM_j3vbQO4kbDIV6VaoSy1r_l9IzvZN0LusHoPnJkwufzfiQGeQHrSCG7Se6MRyLdYJ4_a5gUMiWTG3AB1ki8LgfCsBnEqYDQ/s320/87159961_3097722410259585_1376811574152396800_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>Cris Dakinishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10472581796478159082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214896825536449946.post-90153425728345247172023-03-24T16:22:00.001-03:002023-10-26T22:53:09.799-03:00Posse de Cris Dakinis como Acadêmica Correspondente da AFESMIL - ACADEMIA FEMININA SUL-MINEIRA DE LETRAS<p> <span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Dia 08/03 ganhou mais um significado lindo para mim. Tomarei posse como Acadêmica Correspondente da ACADEMIA FEMININA SUL-MINEIRA DE LETRAS (AFESMIL), Poços de Caldas / MG. Muito honrada e grata, AFESMIL! E celebremos nosso dia da mulher.</span></p><p><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilSW-9Ebxa06G987O7A4lJyhwtjSjBF0Fy5xN8nacepkz0r4O-Jh_4mDeBYf5HomV50teWVuGvZNvuj8rMP8TOhNk2JvVMrL7IUAgGp9dG-Lgwv2fgLtwBFP-yD4TTu4O7phiVhMU9A9g4SRTM9stpQ9l5pw_Ok-bZaB3oDYQgyfpXvt6kEA9MZW51/s712/POSSE%20ACD%20CORRESP334622134_1561084388078950_8804122120702692024_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="712" data-original-width="712" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilSW-9Ebxa06G987O7A4lJyhwtjSjBF0Fy5xN8nacepkz0r4O-Jh_4mDeBYf5HomV50teWVuGvZNvuj8rMP8TOhNk2JvVMrL7IUAgGp9dG-Lgwv2fgLtwBFP-yD4TTu4O7phiVhMU9A9g4SRTM9stpQ9l5pw_Ok-bZaB3oDYQgyfpXvt6kEA9MZW51/s320/POSSE%20ACD%20CORRESP334622134_1561084388078950_8804122120702692024_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ2Eb3DT8-CoFllauSCGBERGvRTJEqzOEAsYDFk_VjqOTaVnEdDJlyTiGmgjz1XYUhio-Yav-w_by-ydxI2C4zr_5UAC5ic9hkbmVDi5QEko8rkHAbwzNXEwaeDiu0T2EIuKJvOvw6D2zGPHI8nmWhS16B9Lb0ag-WaBgsEIJ6B_h7eVQYFUkcyEYl/s1247/3EM%20VINDA%2035023811_956878035693618_638609054875617595_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1247" data-original-width="1202" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ2Eb3DT8-CoFllauSCGBERGvRTJEqzOEAsYDFk_VjqOTaVnEdDJlyTiGmgjz1XYUhio-Yav-w_by-ydxI2C4zr_5UAC5ic9hkbmVDi5QEko8rkHAbwzNXEwaeDiu0T2EIuKJvOvw6D2zGPHI8nmWhS16B9Lb0ag-WaBgsEIJ6B_h7eVQYFUkcyEYl/s320/3EM%20VINDA%2035023811_956878035693618_638609054875617595_n.jpg" width="308" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoUGHr2_8WMyWNlbmKrKFDndXF1HFBspFvFposb-b4Q3QcvZQzOI0WPz9cKt9sDIltQRtM4S6zwb8HkkJMgje0AzKd5zL-Nr9Dd05Uej36lt_yVAvsPXeQw_k8t_bLPClwxMuFmELuUVwETsJfhwo6-z-DN6NfyAZxZTWuaShoJmIiE7X4FPsT7Fxf/s960/encontro%20online%20afesmil%20posse%20dia%20int%20da%20mulher334666544_3402510533300284_9189180444515866138_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="951" data-original-width="960" height="317" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoUGHr2_8WMyWNlbmKrKFDndXF1HFBspFvFposb-b4Q3QcvZQzOI0WPz9cKt9sDIltQRtM4S6zwb8HkkJMgje0AzKd5zL-Nr9Dd05Uej36lt_yVAvsPXeQw_k8t_bLPClwxMuFmELuUVwETsJfhwo6-z-DN6NfyAZxZTWuaShoJmIiE7X4FPsT7Fxf/s320/encontro%20online%20afesmil%20posse%20dia%20int%20da%20mulher334666544_3402510533300284_9189180444515866138_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xdj266r x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><p></p>Cris Dakinishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10472581796478159082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214896825536449946.post-1653263705903941792022-11-18T17:54:00.005-03:002022-12-07T14:20:53.701-03:00Prêmio Off Flip 2022, meu poema Moinhos - Cris Dakinis<p> <span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">PRÊMIO OFF FLIP 2022 Poesia: meu poema Moinhos, vencedor do Prêmio Moutonnée 2021, também vencedor dentre os selecionados da antologia desta edição para a famosa Feira Literária de Paraty. Belíssima publicação com poetas maravilhosos!</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><b><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;">Moinhos<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><b><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;"><o:p> (De farinhas, moinhos e vidas)</o:p></span></b></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><b><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;"><o:p><br /></o:p></span></b></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face="Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">Habito
esperanças</span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="color: #222222;">
<span style="background: white;">enquanto derramo o leite<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;">que jaz <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;">na
farinha do trigo<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;"> e nas pás<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;">pela
massa que me cabe sovar</span></p><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="color: #222222;"><br />
<span style="background: white;">e salvar em plena quarentena.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;">Sou da
massa que mal desperta, e<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;">diante de
mim, um cemitério que trabalhou noite e dia,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;">com as
espátulas dos coveiros a plantar cruzes.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;">Manaus,
caos, e cal...<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;"> O sal de nossas lágrimas órfãs,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;">rega sementes
de saudade. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;">Sentenças,
centenas de milhares,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;">o luto a
percorrer lares,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;">o pranto,
a prece, a perda,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;">e umbral,
gatilho do mal...<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;">Mas a
esperança resiste,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;">sobrevive,
vacina, desarma,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;">lança do
bem dentre moinhos,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;">abranda a
dor, abre caminhos,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;">faz sorriso
contornar máscaras, <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;">para a massa
respirar, <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;">crescer e
crescer,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222;">e por fim,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-language: HI; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: HI; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;">continuar a viver.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-language: HI; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: HI; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: PT-BR; mso-bidi-language: HI; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: HI; mso-font-kerning: .5pt;">(Cris Dakinis)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face=""Arial",sans-serif" style="background: white; color: #222222; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="970" data-original-width="970" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLE4P35qujFT4SHByfhqC5oeAo_t4pWQ5Ez95UTb6XGQ8zOGp_F1zCk4OB_fGVpVgTpMueDeDzPukExQn6_Xt1esGq_TEBTpcqhp9XqGbehS8MCA3jEN35IRR9HtJAEVSjtS8M_w5snE-ooCqzVLiIAS8CEkdbNNTWK8VIv85yIZfrHzrBB7bcl0Be/s320/flip%20livro%20aberto%20poesia.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span><p></p>Cris Dakinishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10472581796478159082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214896825536449946.post-75788792655641304412022-09-22T18:05:00.001-03:002022-11-18T18:12:02.005-03:00Premiação no Concurso Literário de Contos de Aparecida / SP - 2022<p> Belíssima a cerimônia de premiação (link da organização no You Tube)<span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"> do Concurso de Contos, realizada pela Secretaria de Cultura de Aparecida /SP. </span></p><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Meu conto "Na eternidade iluminada" obteve o terceiro lugar. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOMM2eKgbhZ6DsIdeWd8zHU9aO42uEw-0-ZHJ4WeqqjsiqSavuSZ2H4QpbzHNsu5eyyTMpsF449WCS3jq-ea7sr5K2pTZq-TLP-wxKdAvV-DryWQBqWzBnEtEfAU2j5K2cUXxP9GDlQ6jROuQrMaIT0YydoaHa_OPm9TdXd3OB4Nq-JtbCPog94urz/s554/contos%20Aparecida.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="554" data-original-width="554" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOMM2eKgbhZ6DsIdeWd8zHU9aO42uEw-0-ZHJ4WeqqjsiqSavuSZ2H4QpbzHNsu5eyyTMpsF449WCS3jq-ea7sr5K2pTZq-TLP-wxKdAvV-DryWQBqWzBnEtEfAU2j5K2cUXxP9GDlQ6jROuQrMaIT0YydoaHa_OPm9TdXd3OB4Nq-JtbCPog94urz/s320/contos%20Aparecida.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></div>Cris Dakinishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10472581796478159082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214896825536449946.post-63204725041500899482022-09-14T18:15:00.002-03:002022-12-07T11:45:26.131-03:00Menção Honrosa na categoria soneto, pela Academia Madureirense de Letras, 2022<p> <span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">É com imensa satisfação que recebo a notícia da classificação de meu "Soneto do poeta apaixonado" como Menção Honrosa da Academia Madureirense de Letras. </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsXIYfD3Ks50FUFUvaOcs-hgy31Nfk_SXmgf862liMNEQjTt0NNWiR_aOaRpavOSKhbnWBWupgmfKbr2cCTXKEqCHI6E4lW_a_EJmoj_KqznapwaytNo0RLROlRYFMNaVgN3aBR7_0QG5ehQBdZsZu9MvAaYq-5y8mTri681v9STpuoWu_bUCwjfDM/s1080/306753663_5830823033616162_2785846215114152359_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsXIYfD3Ks50FUFUvaOcs-hgy31Nfk_SXmgf862liMNEQjTt0NNWiR_aOaRpavOSKhbnWBWupgmfKbr2cCTXKEqCHI6E4lW_a_EJmoj_KqznapwaytNo0RLROlRYFMNaVgN3aBR7_0QG5ehQBdZsZu9MvAaYq-5y8mTri681v9STpuoWu_bUCwjfDM/s320/306753663_5830823033616162_2785846215114152359_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Soneto do poeta
apaixonado<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;"> </span></b></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Quando
o poeta pediu inspiração<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Para
compor um soneto de amor<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">A
musa concedeu-lhe esse favor<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Tocando
as cordas de seu coração<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;"> </span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">E
assim, o poeta cheio de paixão,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Em
cada verso conseguiu expor<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Seus
sentimentos de prazer e dor<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Que
lhe habitavam a alma e a razão<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;"> </span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Rimou
em versos o estalar dos beijos<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">E
um universo de íntimos desejos<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Que
um anjo arqueiro logo o invejou...<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;"> </span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">E
comparando sons de gozo aos sinos<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Com
os seus sonetos reuniu destinos<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Porque
esse poeta, sim, amou, amou...<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;"> </span></p></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Menção Honrosa na Academia Madureirense de Letras - AML, 2022.</div><br /><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></div>Cris Dakinishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10472581796478159082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214896825536449946.post-2875095162293418272022-08-16T18:24:00.016-03:002022-12-07T11:51:10.936-03:00Meu soneto "Vida e obra" contemplado no Prêmio Henrique José de Literatura 2022<p> <span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Recebi a feliz notícia do terceiro lugar obtido por meu soneto "Vida e obra" no Prêmio Henrique José de Literatura. Link: </span><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1fey0fg" href="https://iculturalbr.org.br/resultado/?fbclid=IwAR2B7fMhOWqG-9FpufL3w9ea-wzkJSyqRlTuaTQ0s28r0rEOB93UHpB_2q4" rel="nofollow noopener" role="link" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; border-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; text-decoration-line: none; touch-action: manipulation; white-space: pre-wrap;" tabindex="0" target="_blank">https://iculturalbr.org.br/resultado/</a></p><p>Soneto:</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Vida e obra<o:p></o:p></span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;"> </span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Toda vida faz um
livro, uma história,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">A cada dia, um
novo desafio...<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">E tecemos...
Tecemos fio a fio<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">As tramas
publicadas na memória.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">E as resenhas de
insucesso ou glória<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Ensinam a superar
o fastio,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Reeditando um
capítulo vazio <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Com páginas, capa
e dedicatória.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Por que desejar a
longevidade?<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Se a obra-prima é
lavra de talento,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Nela se encontrará
a imortalidade...<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;"> </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Um livro se abre e
a vida se inicia,<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Há linhas do
registro ao testamento<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Eis a vida real,
eis a fantasia...<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">Cris Dakinis</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman",serif; font-size: 12.0pt;">(Terceiro lugar obtido no Prêmio Henrique José de Literatura, 2022)</span></p></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXbZEFdY8wI1rCWHrIxAx4twB_TUAhPSXM_nj70BBgIieTb8OoqU3GdXQWQZmxbU7nfcG1EKSnaXRbAS7yGp2Cz0AbXTI9kPY0-P_gPGSKOeo5a3z6MRO4prnML3Xl8obXBdLfymA4W6ukVPmZuY6j8R-evSoncu2PoJDy-ioRut4-Y5ZhH2x3DkUE/s720/Pr%C3%AAmio%20Henrique%20Jos%C3%A9%20de%20Literatura.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXbZEFdY8wI1rCWHrIxAx4twB_TUAhPSXM_nj70BBgIieTb8OoqU3GdXQWQZmxbU7nfcG1EKSnaXRbAS7yGp2Cz0AbXTI9kPY0-P_gPGSKOeo5a3z6MRO4prnML3Xl8obXBdLfymA4W6ukVPmZuY6j8R-evSoncu2PoJDy-ioRut4-Y5ZhH2x3DkUE/s320/Pr%C3%AAmio%20Henrique%20Jos%C3%A9%20de%20Literatura.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Cris Dakinishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10472581796478159082noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5214896825536449946.post-9333397318309369172022-06-23T19:46:00.017-03:002022-11-29T18:03:02.931-03:00"Soneto do Au-migo", de Cris Dakinis, declamado por Paulinha Azevedo<div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xdj266r x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">"Soneto do au-migo", em homenagem aos cães queridos <span class="x3nfvp2 x1j61x8r x1fcty0u xdj266r xhhsvwb xat24cr xgzva0m xxymvpz xlup9mm x1kky2od" style="display: inline-flex; font-family: inherit; height: 16px; margin: 0px 1px; vertical-align: middle; width: 16px;"><img alt="🐾" height="16" referrerpolicy="origin-when-cross-origin" src="https://static.xx.fbcdn.net/images/emoji.php/v9/tde/1/16/1f43e.png" style="border: 0px;" width="16" /></span><span class="x3nfvp2 x1j61x8r x1fcty0u xdj266r xhhsvwb xat24cr xgzva0m xxymvpz xlup9mm x1kky2od" style="display: inline-flex; font-family: inherit; height: 16px; margin: 0px 1px; vertical-align: middle; width: 16px;"><img alt="🐾" height="16" referrerpolicy="origin-when-cross-origin" src="https://static.xx.fbcdn.net/images/emoji.php/v9/tde/1/16/1f43e.png" style="border: 0px;" width="16" /></span></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space: pre-wrap;"><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;">É com imensa alegria que trago o link para o canal com os meus 15 sonetos premiados, declamados na voz da cantora Paulinha Azevedo e editados em vídeo por Ruivaco Produções - Thiago Ruivaco (ART Podcast Studio). </div><div dir="auto" style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1fey0fg" href="https://www.youtube.com/c/CrisDakinis?fbclid=IwAR3-3fpA_nmWqSUTJbh_ON_49hb0IUzyLrdU5AZOsdCiEJw0YVUmkQrc9Xk" rel="nofollow noopener" role="link" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; 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margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word;"><div dir="auto" style="color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><a class="x1i10hfl xjbqb8w x6umtig x1b1mbwd xaqea5y xav7gou x9f619 x1ypdohk xt0psk2 xe8uvvx xdj266r x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r xexx8yu x4uap5 x18d9i69 xkhd6sd x16tdsg8 x1hl2dhg xggy1nq x1a2a7pz xt0b8zv x1fey0fg" href="https://youtu.be/fqhSvxWv1XQ?fbclid=IwAR1E1y9cIiNbDwYpAOWzAy2UQ0VfqpMxjsZzq6wPYuhPk8KrfPOuxYBW1xU" rel="nofollow noopener" role="link" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: transparent; background-color: transparent; border-color: initial; border-style: initial; border-width: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; cursor: pointer; display: inline; font-family: inherit; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: none; padding: 0px; text-align: inherit; touch-action: manipulation;" tabindex="0" target="_blank">https://youtu.be/fqhSvxWv1XQ</a></span></div><div dir="auto" style="color: #050505; font-family: inherit; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></div><div dir="auto"><span face="Segoe UI Historic, Segoe UI, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="color: #050505;"><span style="font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a href="https://www.instagram.com/reel/CenCC_KAebV/">https://www.instagram.com/reel/CenCC_KAebV/</a></span></span></div><div dir="auto"><span face="Segoe UI Historic, Segoe UI, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="color: #050505;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTllwPYFniSR9BV-8ao3laMa57f_wZ9sdwF923lwTvnnwJLpW8jwPrJACUxQjhmwf6TgegRJwz_F1qEN609oSkTUJm5KXhOJOh8zTPk_AIdCbBlN_wfj_ou6FY3t33KEzADVQsO5qAZxO0SkuGwGMLmmSm57jb8jBy3s4dEzrj_bEMoCe5-H9LLO1z/s1600/IMG-20221129-WA0017.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1600" data-original-width="1131" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTllwPYFniSR9BV-8ao3laMa57f_wZ9sdwF923lwTvnnwJLpW8jwPrJACUxQjhmwf6TgegRJwz_F1qEN609oSkTUJm5KXhOJOh8zTPk_AIdCbBlN_wfj_ou6FY3t33KEzADVQsO5qAZxO0SkuGwGMLmmSm57jb8jBy3s4dEzrj_bEMoCe5-H9LLO1z/w453-h640/IMG-20221129-WA0017.jpg" width="453" /></a></div><br /><span face="Segoe UI Historic, Segoe UI, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="color: #050505;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; 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Tudo lindo!</span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnUo1eoaDCyVbt61P1PUsJe3yY91mMdY6QDyiISZ7I5Y6d5wVvKu1hYNLOlkXqlPrrWlPnnZJMWElbLeb0cPHoH_zRApok4OAl_T_47gMhjm7_-A7ixkIxk2e2Lm5oVWic0roteV-6WTVwZf9U7JZttw1T-sJB5ibKo5yJeaVumIz4z3WVV-OsOBwb/s1080/287442125_5563409743690827_3925799914576974509_ncapa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnUo1eoaDCyVbt61P1PUsJe3yY91mMdY6QDyiISZ7I5Y6d5wVvKu1hYNLOlkXqlPrrWlPnnZJMWElbLeb0cPHoH_zRApok4OAl_T_47gMhjm7_-A7ixkIxk2e2Lm5oVWic0roteV-6WTVwZf9U7JZttw1T-sJB5ibKo5yJeaVumIz4z3WVV-OsOBwb/s320/287442125_5563409743690827_3925799914576974509_ncapa.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span><p></p>Cris Dakinishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10472581796478159082noreply@blogger.com0