neold, bruno nobru

neold · bruno nobru

neold

reunion of excerpts
new and old
revisited

bruno nobru

2011

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neold
a reunion of old and new excerpts
bruno nobru
independent publication
pouso alegre, minas gerais, brazil
2011

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I don't write poems
but fragments of landscapes

any stretch
is a risk

a chance to art
and life

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all that is visible
has to expand
beyond yourself

to penetrate
in the invisible

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this time
who runs and hits

part of me goes
and part in me
in echoes and shards

...

I come back another

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no longer know if it's Monday or Wednesday
day or night

things happen happening ..

reading can be
so inventive
as writing

I think that I'm a monkey or a wolf,
I watch the city
when I walk

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life is happening
all the time
a hour in a place
and other in another

wherever ..
in a constant
negation and affirmation
of myself

between doubts and hits
I path and I try

to respect the silence
and look at stars

flow like the sea

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with few words
the syllabes are licking

with many
they spread

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I think about a way
and choose another

when I travel, I feel bird
some moments I want to drop everything

the flexibility and creativity
enter in doubt
and follow
somewhat distant from the ground

living with different personalities
with the invisible inside and outside
drawing abstract sensations

seeking power
dreaming without borders
between aquariums and seas

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walking turned letter
fell scribble

only remains the
sound
the dust
empty

nothing existential

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between fossils and concrete
the objectivity laughs

it makes me abstract
and becomes
something environment

a curved of us

I felt the crazy breeze
attached to my plasma
and the hand write
pie

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EACH BEING IS

IN HIS TIME

IMMERSED

ITSELF

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things are going to make doing
on connections between people and objects
connections between me and myself

all modes of subjectivity are lawful
each person is a planet
with spaces, territories, expansion
flying over a pluriverses landscape
going from one to another experience

the experiences are mixed with the life
and we are intertwined with peers
with the seas and the world
however this appears to be unclean

roots, branches and crossings,
what happens between birth and death
each one with its time to live and to pause

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between me and you
have much more
than me and you
what transforms us
what makes us
another-me and another-you

strange beings

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as little
SO

things still
UNFINISHED

cover
STIFF

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those phrases ready
those looks
those laughs

those ways of being and acting in every
moment
those ready
which I don't belong
who takes care of myself in some situations

to be or not to be isn't the issue
there is much more in life than buying

it's easy to like who likes what we likes
who believes like we believes
I want to see make shit in the woods
fall of man
lost the game
overcome the risk

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LIVING IS URGENT!

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we are an enigma to ourselves
between processes to make and unmake
internal and external nodes

as a puzzle-body
who disrupts and rearranges in becoming

responsibility of the dog is the cat
free person respects your freedom and other
every artist has a somewhat unusual

among the many creatures that dwell in me
I am the phlegm from bruno
(my own parasite)

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if I describe myself in words
I'll be classified in things that I'm not
becouse I'm not born words
neither became words

I am and I'm being something
there is no way to describe
but by itself

no way to qualifies
because if qualify
I leave to be fluid
and become static

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I don't want to read books
I prefer to smell them

I also smell colors
to see the wave that rolls

of all animals
the human-alienated is the most beast
I get tired about this
who leaves to be used
to the machinery of commerce and the state

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an antisocial, mutant
between grunts and runts

I prefer the few
who walk
from disgust to point
smallpox, misery
senses in the air ..

while cells process
mitosis and meiosis
my body regurgitates
[naga rama]

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left me the pain
to give me what I deserve

in given ardor to see
the face who gnaws

the rest of my head

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we think we know how we are
we think who know
and how to act in every situation

and we forget that life is change
and that we change

then we realize thats knowledge isn't so good
because each situation is a situation
and each moment leads to
another moment

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when my writing
has not commitment
with me

then it
will be free

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we are all
flour from the same nothing

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passion fruit garage
ambulance, cabbage
something ...

I'll be waiting you in the air

not need
say anything

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the word was choking me
now I prefer silence

I'm tired of theories
I will observe earthworms

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the write is an expansion of the individual
what is his own

there are no limits to expand and internalize
the time is not spent
is to lived

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it's not mine, nor his
but of all the mutant
mix-ed who we are

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bruno nobru

between processes
to be
and become

creating
and re-creating

possibilities
of art
and life

contato

www.brunonobru.net – page on the internet
trocarletras@gmail.com – eletronic mail

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little or nothing serve to read this book
if the reading doesn't cause a change itself

.

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