<?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' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9181210981241762879</id><updated>2011-12-20T07:30:51.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IRACEMA - POESIAS DIVERSAS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iracemamregis.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9181210981241762879/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iracemamregis.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Iracema M. Régis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14620582574963453974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9181210981241762879.post-6266958356478546287</id><published>2008-02-06T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T17:07:28.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O EVANGELHO MUSICAL - SEGUNDO ZECA BALEIRO</title><content type='html'>A estética&lt;br /&gt;o branco&lt;br /&gt;o bonítinho&lt;br /&gt;o arrumadinho&lt;br /&gt;saíram de cena.&lt;br /&gt;Naquela tarde, disse o poeta:&lt;br /&gt;— "O urubu de baixo cagou no de cima".&lt;br /&gt;Zeca Baleíro,&lt;br /&gt;o que vende balas,&lt;br /&gt;o camelô&lt;br /&gt;o desprestigiado&lt;br /&gt;o marginalizado&lt;br /&gt;apareceu&lt;br /&gt;Desbundou&lt;br /&gt;de João do Vale a Ferreira Gular.&lt;br /&gt;Malemolente&lt;br /&gt;Preguiçoso&lt;br /&gt;sonhou Caymmi&lt;br /&gt;beijou Caetano&lt;br /&gt;afundou-se em Gil.&lt;br /&gt;Tocou Zabumba&lt;br /&gt;Matraca&lt;br /&gt;cruzou Reggae&lt;br /&gt;Rap&lt;br /&gt;Rock and Roíl.&lt;br /&gt;puxou o passado&lt;br /&gt;jogou no futuro&lt;br /&gt;- "O meu Boi morreu, que será de mim?'&lt;br /&gt;Pirou&lt;br /&gt;na base da embotada&lt;br /&gt;- "Quero que você me diga&lt;br /&gt;o norne de duas meninas"&lt;br /&gt;__ "Uma se chama Aurelina&lt;br /&gt;e a outra é Ursulina,&lt;br /&gt;que vem lá de Petrolina"&lt;br /&gt;__"... mas quero que você me diga&lt;br /&gt;o nome de sete meninas..."&lt;br /&gt;Partiu&lt;br /&gt;para o ritmo&lt;br /&gt;"Nesse dia Bodocó faltou pouco pra virar&lt;br /&gt;Olelê, Olalá"&lt;br /&gt;Pra seguir Zeca Baleiro,&lt;br /&gt;Nego tem que viajar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iracema M. Régis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9181210981241762879-6266958356478546287?l=iracemamregis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iracemamregis.blogspot.com/feeds/6266958356478546287/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9181210981241762879&amp;postID=6266958356478546287' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9181210981241762879/posts/default/6266958356478546287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9181210981241762879/posts/default/6266958356478546287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iracemamregis.blogspot.com/2008/02/o-evangelho-musical-segundo-zeca.html' title='O EVANGELHO MUSICAL - SEGUNDO ZECA BALEIRO'/><author><name>Iracema M. Régis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14620582574963453974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9181210981241762879.post-1837808442516258995</id><published>2008-02-06T17:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T17:06:30.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOI-BUM-BÁ</title><content type='html'>Bum!.&lt;br /&gt;O boi furou a cerca&lt;br /&gt;Do Sapé fugiu o boi Bumba!&lt;br /&gt;Laçado foi por cordões&lt;br /&gt;De espelhos, gaitas e fitas&lt;br /&gt;Buma-meu-boi&lt;br /&gt;Puxado foi por Zé de Chichica.&lt;br /&gt;No cordão azul&lt;br /&gt;Por João Caboclo, no encarnado&lt;br /&gt;Coitado do boi&lt;br /&gt;Arrastado foi até a.....................&lt;br /&gt;-na frente o Doutor&lt;br /&gt;De lado Dona Catarina&lt;br /&gt;A Burrinha atrás&lt;br /&gt;De Gangorra das Aningas&lt;br /&gt;E do Arraial veio gente&lt;br /&gt;Assistir a morte do boi&lt;br /&gt;Ba!&lt;br /&gt;Bum-bá, meu Boi-Bumbá!...&lt;br /&gt;O povo inconformado chorou&lt;br /&gt;Buá!...&lt;br /&gt;Todo Brasil escutou&lt;br /&gt;-Ceará. Rio Grande do Norte&lt;br /&gt;Goiás&lt;br /&gt;O ba. Bum-bá&lt;br /&gt;O boi renasceu as tintas e telas&lt;br /&gt;De Getúlio Araújo,&lt;br /&gt;O Potiguar&lt;br /&gt;BUMMMMMMMMM...&lt;br /&gt;Furou cerca, furou mundo&lt;br /&gt;E chegou á Mauá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iracema M.Régis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9181210981241762879-1837808442516258995?l=iracemamregis.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iracemamregis.blogspot.com/feeds/1837808442516258995/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9181210981241762879&amp;postID=1837808442516258995' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9181210981241762879/posts/default/1837808442516258995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9181210981241762879/posts/default/1837808442516258995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iracemamregis.blogspot.com/2008/02/boi-bum-b.html' title='BOI-BUM-BÁ'/><author><name>Iracema M. Régis</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14620582574963453974</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9181210981241762879.post-1881747263840881941</id><published>2008-02-06T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T17:04:54.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SÃO PAULO - 450 ANOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"São Paulo! comoção da minha Vida..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mário de Andrade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Raça brasileira”&lt;br /&gt;Gilbertiana São Paulo&lt;br /&gt;índios&lt;br /&gt;brancos&lt;br /&gt;negros&lt;br /&gt;“o herói sem nenhum caráter"&lt;br /&gt;Desvairada Paulicéia&lt;br /&gt;dos becos&lt;br /&gt;ruas&lt;br /&gt;“esquinas e suas meninas”&lt;br /&gt;Luz e Avenida São João&lt;br /&gt;de Segall, Portinari&lt;br /&gt;Adoniran, Caetano&lt;br /&gt;Inezita, Vanzolini&lt;br /&gt;Anita, Tarsila&lt;br /&gt;Oswald, Mário&lt;br /&gt;“Sou um, sou trezentos”&lt;br /&gt;somos quatrocentos e cincoenta&lt;br /&gt;São Paulo&lt;br /&gt;a cara do Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Iracema M. 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