<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36448793</id><updated>2009-02-21T04:15:07.395Z</updated><title type='text'>no reino de S</title><subtitle type='html'>viagem ao reino do destempo, onde as personagens de A. o deixam de ser...&lt;br&gt;
letras de almaro gravadas nas fotografias de Andreia Reis</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noreinodesab.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448793/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noreinodesab.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>almaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16581970823966596487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36448793.post-116319763322202950</id><published>2006-11-10T22:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-10T22:27:13.230Z</updated><title type='text'>janelas sem casa</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7115/467/1600/796453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7115/467/400/796453.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentes necessidade de abrir uma janela, quando te escondes atrás de um muro, ou se dele quiseres fugir…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In” apontamentos para um manual da serenidade", &lt;em&gt;ou como, por vezes uma janela, esconde a nossa prisão, mas não o nosso olhar, ou como, a janela é simultaneamente a nossa necessidade de prisão e de liberdade, porque quando te expões a uma liberdade intensa procuras o muro de um lar, e quando te deparas confinado a este, abres uma janela para veres o Mundo que te liberta o olhar...) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448793-116319763322202950?l=noreinodesab.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noreinodesab.blogspot.com/feeds/116319763322202950/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448793&amp;postID=116319763322202950' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448793/posts/default/116319763322202950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448793/posts/default/116319763322202950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noreinodesab.blogspot.com/2006/11/janelas-sem-casa.html' title='janelas sem casa'/><author><name>almaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16581970823966596487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07610526707269219893'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36448793.post-116180814721517135</id><published>2006-10-25T21:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T21:30:40.706+01:00</updated><title type='text'>abandonos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7115/467/1024/880501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7115/467/400/880501.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7115/467/1024/880501-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;lagartas (metamorfoses, da sombra? ou borboleta,,,inteira?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rastejo-me incolor na sombra, passos invertidos do ver. Restam-me as asas e o ir,,,sem saber…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448793-116180814721517135?l=noreinodesab.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noreinodesab.blogspot.com/feeds/116180814721517135/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448793&amp;postID=116180814721517135' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448793/posts/default/116180814721517135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448793/posts/default/116180814721517135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noreinodesab.blogspot.com/2006/10/abandonos.html' title='abandonos'/><author><name>almaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16581970823966596487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07610526707269219893'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36448793.post-116154215243729702</id><published>2006-10-22T19:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T19:41:57.896+01:00</updated><title type='text'>para além de mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7115/467/1600/andreia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7115/467/400/andreia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hibernações&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escondo-me no abrigo de uma árvore,&lt;br /&gt;qualquer,&lt;br /&gt;enquanto a alma hiberna,&lt;br /&gt;sozinha.&lt;br /&gt;No ensombro, escrevo memórias espaças de um voo de mocho enamorado pela lua,&lt;br /&gt;menina.&lt;br /&gt;Caiu a noite, não há histórias nem sonhos...&lt;br /&gt;Há uma transparência cristalina que aguarda o instante, de voltar a ter cor,&lt;br /&gt;sem cinzentos-neblina.&lt;br /&gt;Dorme, a alma,&lt;br /&gt;talvez cansada,&lt;br /&gt;talvez dorida,&lt;br /&gt;dorme,&lt;br /&gt;sossegada,&lt;br /&gt;abraçada na arvore da vida…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36448793-116154215243729702?l=noreinodesab.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noreinodesab.blogspot.com/feeds/116154215243729702/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36448793&amp;postID=116154215243729702' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448793/posts/default/116154215243729702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36448793/posts/default/116154215243729702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noreinodesab.blogspot.com/2006/10/para-alm-de-mim.html' title='para além de mim'/><author><name>almaro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16581970823966596487</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='07610526707269219893'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>