After you've finished here, you may like to hear this folk-carol on myspace... Poem 230 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (see my blog for details): CHRISTMAS SUNG SIMPLY
As gospellers have said, Beneath signalling skies, On land dusty to tread, A trough in a stable Was the strawy first-bed Of a divine baby - The forgiving Godhead.
A season for new hope - There then and here now; The yuletide of goodwill - There then and here now.
In respect of this chance, Beneath bright or dark skies, Faith's the star that we glance Attending Christ's churches And trying to enhance, With singing and ritual, Our God-loving stance.
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Poem 162 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): TEES TO TYNE: FIRST IMPRESSIONS - SUMMER 2001
Where traditions are not so rare; Sea, country and works scent the air; A multitude of monuments, Planted tubs and patterned pavements.
The longish pedestrian malls; The remnants of defensive walls; Historic buildings are a gauge Of the respect for heritage.
Wheat, rape and pines in the fields; Estuaries guarded by shields; Long sandy beaches and wide scenes; Romantic-ruin go-betweens.
Rivers in parts licked by trees, Or fringed by boat clubs, wharfs, gantries, And crossed by practical delights - Varied spans, forming pleasing sights.
Fine churches headed at Durham; Football kits ad infinitum; Kept castles - one for study; Masonry behind masonry.
And, with moulding-works out that way, It’s somewhere for a longer stay..?
SEXTA-FEIRA 4 DE SETEMBRO DE 2009, PELAS 22H00 MUSICA PORTUGUESA AO VIVO, COM JOÃO CARVALHO E BENJAMIM LUCIANO, NA PISCINA DO JARDIM DO LAGO NA COVILHÃ. VEM TOMAR CAFÉ CONOSCO.
SABADO 22 AGOSTO 21H30, CONCERTO COM GRAVAÇÃO DVD AO VIVO DO MUSICAL “AQU’ALMA” . NO ANFITEATRO DA PONTE MÁRTIR-IN-COLO NA COVILHÃ. UMA VIAGEM ÁS RAÍZES DO CANCIONEIRO TRADICIONAL DESTA REGIÃO BEIRÃ. VAMOS REVISITAR O PASSADO ATRAVÉS DE NOVAS HARMONIAS E SONORIDA DES. CONTAMOS CONSIGO NESTA NOITE DE CULTURA E FESTA.
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Poem 2 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): WALKABOUT WITH MY PEN
Once drove an old sedan, up north, From a place in Sydney to Cairns; Then to Kuranda I went forth, By train, to look without set plans.
I browsed through the trendy market, With fresh fruits of tropical kind; Walked to the creek through lush thicket - Nature’s hand giving peace of mind.
I dined in a scenic cafe; Then, outside, as I wrote for yen, Some passing Kooris called-out: “Hey, You go walkabout with your pen.”
Request or question, I don’t know - Assured voices, elderly men. That’s now several years ago, And I’ve seen the world - with my pen.
Amanhã mais um concerto da nova temporada de concertos comentados em Torres Vedras. O tema é "Da Razão à Emoção" e os últimos correram muito bem!Apareça!!!
Considero-o um icon, pelos valores que representa, pela sua forma de estar nesta vida que precisa tanto de pessoas como o senhor, como este grande senhor. Os poetas que canta e os corações que acende e inflama... Merece todo e qualquer respeito de todos nós. Obrigada. Rita Alves.
“Depois das palavras” Novo livro de Carlos Costa a ser editado em Out. 2008 Entre poemas e fotografias. Faça já a sua reserva através do site do autor.
Dia 12 de Junho em Serpa, no Festival de Música Encontro de Culturas, Espaço Nora (www. cm-serpa. pt)
Dia 15 de Junho no Auditório do Centro Cultural Malaposta Olival Basto, Lisboa, com o espectáculo Sons da Escandinávia. (www. malaposta. pt)
As before, the Trio is: Jens Lysdal (voz, guitarra) and Bjarke Falgren (violino), and this year with Jakob Falgren (baixo), who also plays the bass for James Morrison.
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2 of 230, walkaboutsverse.741.com: WALKABOUT WITH MY PEN
Once drove an old sedan, up north, From a place in Sydney to Cairns; Then to Kuranda I went forth, By train, to look without set plans.
I browsed through the trendy market, With fresh fruits of tropical kind; Walked to the creek through lush thicket - Nature’s hand giving peace of mind.
I dined in a scenic cafe; Then, outside, as I wrote for yen, Some passing Kooris called-out: “Hey, You go walkabout with your pen.”
Request or question, I don’t know - Assured voices, elderly men. That’s now several years ago, And I’ve seen the world - with my pen.
Olá Carlos do Carmo! Queria dar-lhe os Parabéns pelo prémio Goya de Melhor Música Original! Aproveito para dizer-lhe (por escrito, já que a timidez não permite que o diga pessoalmente) que o admiro muito e é sempre um prazer vê-lo e ouvi-lo. Um beijinho, Marta
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