sábado, 14 de abril de 2018

O voo das palavras-borboleta: um poema e duas ilustrações



VOO

Alheias e nossas as palavras voam.
Bando de borboletas multicores, as palavras voam
Bando azul de andorinhas, bando de gaivotas brancas,
as palavras voam.

Voam as palavras como águias imensas.
Como escuros morcegos, como negros abutres,
as palavras voam.

Oh! alto e baixo em círculos e retas acima de nós,
em redor de nós as palavras voam.
E às vezes pousam.

Cecília Meireles


segunda-feira, 9 de abril de 2018

Que sorte quando o cão come os nossos trabalhos de casa!!!




My Doggy Ate My Essay



My doggy ate my essay.
He picked up all my mail.
He cleaned my dirty closet
and dusted with his tail.
 
He straightened out my posters
and swept my wooden floor.
My parents almost fainted
when he fixed my bedroom door.
 
I did not try to stop him.
He made my windows shine.
My room looked like a palace,
and my dresser smelled like pine.
 
He fluffed up every pillow.
He folded all my clothes.
He even cleaned my fish tank
with a toothbrush and a hose.
 
I thought it was amazing
to see him use a broom.
I’m glad he ate my essay
on “How to Clean My Room.”

Darren Sardelli

sábado, 7 de abril de 2018

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