tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59573369796720682362012-01-07T10:23:05.969-03:00"(...) Uma cidade pode ser um coração, um punho." (Albano Martins, poeta português)nivaldete ferreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03718484275667010725noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957336979672068236.post-83467246250609211542010-08-03T18:21:00.000-03:002010-08-03T18:21:05.643-03:00<a href="http://tvig.ig.com.br/49348/visite-rio-grande-do-norte.htm">http://tvig.ig.com.br/49348/visite-rio-grande-do-norte.htm</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957336979672068236-8346724625060921154?l=imagensdacidadedenatal-rn-brasil.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nivaldete ferreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03718484275667010725noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957336979672068236.post-4246745866571256162010-08-03T17:55:00.001-03:002010-08-03T18:02:57.322-03:00<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RdXh35uwZHo">Sobre Natal e o Rio Grande do Norte</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957336979672068236-424674586657125616?l=imagensdacidadedenatal-rn-brasil.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nivaldete ferreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03718484275667010725noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957336979672068236.post-23183714802114613482009-12-13T00:00:00.002-03:002009-12-13T00:01:09.242-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1uyl9a0TKNk/SyRYxS6W8sI/AAAAAAAACwM/BbR_5RV-lx0/s1600-h/T.VERG+009+%28Small%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1uyl9a0TKNk/SyRYxS6W8sI/AAAAAAAACwM/BbR_5RV-lx0/s400/T.VERG+009+%28Small%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414550255919624898" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957336979672068236-2318371480211461348?l=imagensdacidadedenatal-rn-brasil.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nivaldete ferreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03718484275667010725noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957336979672068236.post-41715752521180740982009-10-14T22:22:00.003-03:002010-08-03T18:13:08.075-03:00<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Veja imagens na parte inferior do blog.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957336979672068236-4171575252118074098?l=imagensdacidadedenatal-rn-brasil.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nivaldete ferreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03718484275667010725noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957336979672068236.post-46224130682204800992008-01-14T10:48:00.005-03:002010-08-03T22:57:57.806-03:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1uyl9a0TKNk/R4towjlv7bI/AAAAAAAAAwk/e1ESY1du550/s1600-h/gato-natalia-ufrn+031+%28Small%29.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155329381852245426" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_1uyl9a0TKNk/R4towjlv7bI/AAAAAAAAAwk/e1ESY1du550/s200/gato-natalia-ufrn+031+%28Small%29.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px;" /></a><br /><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 100%;">Uma</span><span style="font-size: 100%;"> das visões mais bonitas da cidade de Natal é o seu chão periodicamente lilás. É quando os jambeiros começam a soltar aqueles fios de tom fortemente rosado. Lamento que varram esse delicado presente da natureza... </span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"> Os cabelinhos dos jambeiros...&nbsp;</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 100%;">Desconheço o mal que fazem.&nbsp;</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 100%;">Eles são o tule das calçadas, o batom das ruas...&nbsp;</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 100%;">Talvez a alma da cidade que se materializa e vem generosamente ao chão... </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957336979672068236-4622413068220480099?l=imagensdacidadedenatal-rn-brasil.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nivaldete ferreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03718484275667010725noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5957336979672068236.post-49116219722218894202007-11-04T01:26:00.009-03:002010-08-03T18:27:03.051-03:00<span style="color: #ff9966; font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Lenda do Crepúsculo d</span></span></span></span><span style="color: #ff9966; font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">e Natal </span></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /><span style="font-size: 85%;">Nivaldete Ferreira<br /><br style="color: orange;" /><span style="color: orange;"> <b>Abstração de toda tarde,</b></span><b><br style="color: orange;" /><span style="color: orange;"> Ouro rubro, sol-gema e o tule</span><br style="color: orange;" /><span style="color: orange;"> De um leve lilás</span><br style="color: orange;" /><br style="color: orange;" /><span style="color: orange;"> Pois um artista</span><br style="color: orange;" /><span style="color: orange;"> No dorso de um falcão</span><br style="color: orange;" /><span style="color: orange;"> Diaria mente vem pintar</span><br style="color: orange;" /><span style="color: orange;"> O crepúsculo de Natal</span><br style="color: orange;" /><span style="color: orange;"> E parte...</span><br style="color: orange;" /><span style="color: orange;"> Então a noite</span><br style="color: orange;" /><span style="color: orange;"> -Descanso das cores</span><br style="color: orange;" /><span style="color: orange;"> Apaga outra vez</span><br style="color: orange;" /><span style="color: orange;"> Aquela arte.</span></b> <br /><br /></span></span><span style="color: #ff6600; font-size: 85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Legend of Natal´s Twilight</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;"> (Tradução de Maíra Costa e Gustavo E. Ferreira)</span><br /></span><span style="color: #ff6600; font-size: 85%; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><b>The abstraction of every noon<br />Crimson gold, sun-yolk and the veil<br />Of a light lilac<br /><br />That is because an artist<br />On the back of an hawk<br />Daily comes to paint<br />The twilight of Natal<br />And leaves<br /><br />Then during the evening<br />-The resting of the colors<br />Fades again<br />That art</b> </span></span><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #ffcc33;"><span style="color: #336666;"><span style="color: #ffccff;"><span style="color: #ff9900;"><br style="color: #990000;" /> <br /></span></span></span></span></span> <br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #000099;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Légende du Crépuscule de Natal</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #000099; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold;">L´abstraction de tout après-midi</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #000099; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">Or cramoisi, soleil-jaune et le tulle</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #000099; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">D´un léger lilas</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #000099; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">Car un artiste</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #000099; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">Sur le dos d´un faucon</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #000099; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">Vient souvent peindre</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #000099; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">Le crépuscule de Natal</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #000099; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"> Et pars.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #000099; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">Puis le soir</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #000099; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">-Le repos des couleurs</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #000099; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">S´éteind encore une fois</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #000099; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"> Cet art là.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #000099; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span><br /><i><o:p></o:p></i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #cc6600;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><o:p><br /></o:p></span><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span lang="FR"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #cc6600;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span lang="FR"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #cc6600;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span lang="FR"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><br /></span><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #cc6600;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span lang="FR"><o:p> </o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #cc6600;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span lang="FR"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #cc6600;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span lang="FR"><br /><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #cc6600;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span lang="FR"><br /><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #cc6600;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span lang="FR"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #cc6600;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span lang="FR"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: #cc6600;"><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span lang="FR"> <o:p></o:p></span></span></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><br /><span style="font-size: 100%;"><span lang="FR"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><span style="font-size: 100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="color: #ffcc33;"><span style="color: #336666;"><span style="color: #ffccff; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #ff9900;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5957336979672068236-4911621972221889420?l=imagensdacidadedenatal-rn-brasil.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nivaldete ferreirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03718484275667010725noreply@blogger.com8