Renata Veríssimo Sampaio de Moraes

  RGM: 24238571

  6º semestre (diurno)

  Desde o momento em que nascemos e até mesmo antes disso, estamos suscetíveis a passar por fases, transições e crises; vamos nascer, crescer, envelhecer e morrer. O ciclo vital é algo intrínseco à existência humana, e a morte é mais que certa. Mesmo assim, acredito que jamais estaremos prontos de verdade para a partida daqueles que mais estimamos. A fase do luto é muito dolorosa: a saudade que dilacera o peito, o vazio que jamais será preenchido de novo e as memórias que machucam todas as vezes que aparecem. Esta produção textual surgiu depois de uma conversa que tive com uma conhecida, pois ela perdeu a mãe recentemente, além de perder o pai poucos meses antes. A forma que ela descreveu o que estava sentindo me chamou atenção, visto que eu não consegui nem mesmo imaginar o sofrimento que é vivenciar isso. Há dois poemas da escritora Rupi Kaur, em Milk And Honey (Outros jeitos de usar a boca), que linkou com a minha produção autoral: do capítulo the hurting,  

it is your blood

in my veins

tell me how i’m

supposed to forget; 

do capítulo the breaking, 

i am losing parts of you like i lose eyelashes

unknowingly and everywhere.

    O psicanalista Sigmund Freud, em A interpretação dos sonhos, diz que os sonhos são realizações de nossos desejos. Eles seriam uma forma de aliviar a pulsão do ID (subconsciente). O trecho cause I know we will meet again in the moonlight rain (eu sei que nos veremos de novo em uma noite enluarada chuvosa), faz uma analogia com as noites que essa pessoa próxima sonhou com a mãe e o pai. Rever os pais era o que ela realmente queria, por isso os processos oníricos dela giravam em torno da mãe e do pai. 

Memories are flickering on my mind

        I blow them up and they come back alive

                                         We made an oath and you broke it up not to coming this night

                      I can’t even staring at your face so I started to cry

    I am all alone dancing with your ghost

                                              like a river, tears down my face

                                              “It is your blood in my vein

 tell me how I’m supposed to forget”

                                              I whispered. Please stay!

                       but “I am losing parts of you like I lose eye-lashes

 unknowingly and every everywhere”

                       I cannot be with you and be here at the same time

                                             Living is for the strongest one 

                                             and I wasn’t built to be this tough 

              Life is a kaleidoscope of death, grief and love

  Sometimes seems like I had it enough

   You used to say that pain it’s part of life

                     and that we got a brain to think at the lottery’s God

                           but I think we all are cursed because of these thoughts 

                      They make me remember you are not here anymore 

                                            Existence…

                                            That’s why all are here for 

Even when I miss your remembrance 

                                            ‘cause I know we will meet again

                                             in the moonlight rain 

Love hurts

Ana Virna Leite Cardoso RGM: 23064927

Letícia Santos Maciel RGM: 23419741

7º semestre - Matutino 

Literatura Inglesa e Norte Americana 

Poema Escolhido:

tenho quase certeza de que te superei. tanto que tem manhãs em que acordo com um sorriso no rosto e minhas mãos em prece agradecendo ao universo por tirar você de mim. obrigada deus eu choramingo. graças a deus você se foi. eu não seria o império que sou hoje se você tivesse ficado.

Mas.

tem algumas noites em que imagino o que eu faria se você aparecesse. como se você entrasse pela porta neste instante todas as coisas horríveis que você já fez seriam arremessadas pela janela mais próxima e todo aquele amor despertaria de novo. escorreria pelos meus olhos como se nunca tivesse desaparecido mesmo. como se estivesse ensaiando jeitos de ficar quieto por tanto tempo só para ser ruidoso quando você chegasse.

será que alguém pode explicar isso. como até quando o amor vai embora. ele não vai embora. como até quando te deixo para trás. sou tão perdidamente arrastada de volta a você.

INTERTEXTO:

Rupi Kaur é uma poeta contemporânea que aborda temas como amor, cura e dor emocional em seu livro "Milk and Honey".

Um poema específico, nos lembrou uma música da cantora e compositora britânica Amy Winehouse "Wake up alone". A música, assim como o poema, fala sobre a dor da perda e do fim de um relacionamento e a superação.

No começo do poema e também na música as duas falam sobre como estão tentando e como querem superar mas há momentos em que o sentimento se apossa. Para Rupi, em algumas noites e para Amy quando o sol se põe. 

Amy Winehouse – Wake Up Alone

It's okay in the day, I'm staying busy

Tied up enough so I don't have to wonder where is he

Got so sick of crying, so just lately

When I catch myself, I do a 180

I stay up, clean the house, at least I'm not drinking

Run around just so I don't have to think about thinking

That silent sense of content that everyone gets

Just disappears soon as the sun sets

He's fierce in my dreams, seizes my guts

He floods me with dread

Soaked in soul, he swims in my eyes by the bed

Pour myself over him, moon spilling in

And I wake up alone

If I was my heart I'd rather be restless

The second I stop the sleep catches up and I'm breathless

As this ache in my chest, as my day is done now

The dark covers me and I cannot run now

My blood running cold, I stand before him

It's all I can do to assure him

When he comes to me, I drip for him tonight

Drowned in me, we bathe under blue light

His face in my dreams seizes my guts

He floods me with dread

Soaked in soul, he swims in my eyes by the bed

Pour myself over him, moon spilling in

And I wake up alone

And I wake up alone

Link: https://youtu.be/bS8-qQojlhA

Obra autoral:

Nós nos identificamos bastante com o poema que escolhemos, pois nós duas já vivemos situação semelhante com a que o poema descreve. O fim de um relacionamento pode ser doloroso e transformador. 

Tanto no poema da Rupi quanto na música da Amy, é possível sentir a semelhança dos sentimentos por conta do fim de um relacionamento amoroso

Tendo em vista que o fim de relacionamento é extremamente doloroso e alguns estudos comprovam que a dor emocional pode ser comparada com a dor física produzimos uma arte que representa o nosso sentimento ao nos deparar com situações que já conhecemos.

Void. Angelinna Ancine

 

Angelinna Ancine

RGM: 27785335

Turma:4D1    Turno: Matutino

Estudos Linguísticos-Discursivos em Língua Inglesa IV

Metodologia de Ensino de Língua Inglesa I

 

Poema escolhido:

Even after the hurt

The loss

The pain

The breaking

Your body is still

The only one

I want to be

Undressed under

 

Intertexto:

When I was reading Milk and Honey and saw this poem, I remembered a song by Selena Gomez that I really like called “Back to you”. In the poem the writer says that even after all the pain that the person has brought to her, she didn´t want anyone else other than the one who hurt her, just like in the part of the song that I chose, where the singer states that the person could break her heart in two, that even she should still in love with.

 

Back to you

Selena Gomez

 

Took you like a shot

Thought that I could chase you with the cold evening

Let a couple years water down how I’m feeling about you

And every time we talk

Every single word builds up to this moment

And I gotta convince myself I don’t want it even though I do

 

You could break my heart in two

But when it heals, it beats for you

I know it’s foward, but it’s true

 

Click here to listen to the full song!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VY1eFxgRR-k

 

My production is a poem that I wrote which brings doubt and guilty for still loving someone who hurt you. It’s called Void.

Void

Could I judge myself for missing you?

even knowing you were the one who chose to go

 

how many nights have I found myself thinking

if everything was different...

if I were different.

Would you have chosen to stay?

 

Do you still remeber me?

‘cause I remembered all the promises you made to me

and what that hurts the most 

is waiting them to be  fulfilled

 

I thought I’d win something by letting you go

I won the void.

Tertúlia literária - Raicia Silva Basilio

 Raicia Silva Basilio

RGM: 26558386

A poem from “Milk and Honey” by Rupi Kaur

You are in the habit

of co-depending

on people to

make up for what

you think you lack

Who tricked you 

into believing

another person

was meant to complete you

when the most they can do is complement

Intertextuality: The moment I read this poem, I thought of a line from a song by one of my favorite singers. Singer SZA wrote a song called Blind, in which she says she's ashamed that she can't see that all the things she needs are inside her, all the love she needs is inside her, that she's blind. I see this relationship between the poem and this verse, where the person referred to in the poem is also blind, everything she needs is inside her and she doesn't need anyone's validation to feel good about herself, she completes herself the others only complement.

Blind by SZA

Niggas want me to get ratchet

Niggas want me to attack it

Put the hood on, now they callin' me Cassius

Raunchy like Bob Saget

Greedy, I can't pass it

Eatin' everything, nigga, no fasting

I don't care how much you knew me in the past tense

I ain't no Julia Stiles, this ain't no last dance, way past it

Way

Fuckin' on my ex 'cause he validate me

Fuckin' up a check, I don't want no receipt

Might get possessed, let my spirit speak freely

Hey, my past can't escape me

My pussy precedes me

My, my, how the times change

I'm still playin' the victim

And you still playin' the pick-me

It's so embarrassing

All of the things I need living inside of me

I can't see it

It's so embarrassing

All of the love I seek living inside of me

I can't see, I'm blind

Blind, blind

Blind, blind

Blind, blind

Blind, blind

Blind, blind

You ain't getting your bitch back

Calm down, shit could be worse, never say that

I don't wanna pipe down, rather get payback

Mama told me, "Never shit where you lay at"

I don't want righteousness

I hurt too much, I lost too much, I lust too much

I hit my clutch and vroom

Third day, pop out the tomb

I like when you pull your gun at the red light

I like all that violence, give me dysfunction

I like when you come, never stay the whole night

Better when you high, never tell me I'm wrong

'Cause my past can't escape me

My pussy precedes me

My, my, how the times change

You still talkin' 'bout babies

And I'm still taking the Plan B

It's so embarrassing

All of the things I need living inside of me

I can't see it

It's so embarrassing

All of the love I seek living inside of me

I can't see, I'm blind

Blind, blind

Blind, blind

Blind, blind

Blind, blind

Blind, blind

Inspired by the intertextuality of these two works, I wrote a poem that expresses a real and personal feeling of a real moment in my life.

Nice to meet you by Raicia

it sucks

It hurts

it's messy

very messy

and it's an incredibly slow process

sometimes torturously

others in a very necessary way

and i'm excited to focus on me

to be my focus

It will be terrible and wonderful to heal.

Aluno: Lindemberg dos Santos | RGM: 31595073 | Matéria: Estudos Linguístico-Discursivos em Língua Inglesa IV - N1 (Noturno)

Aluno: Lindemberg dos Santos 

RGM: 31595073

Matéria: Estudos Linguístico-Discursivos em Língua Inglesa IV - N1 (Noturno)

poema escolhido:

most importantly love

like it's The only you know how

at the end of the day all this

mens nothing

this page

where you' re siting

your degree

your job

the money

nothing even matters

except love and humam connection

who you loved

and how deeply you loved them

how you tauched the people around you

and how much you gave them

intertextualidade:

[Link]

When I read the poem “The healing” written by Rupi Kaur, I chose specifically the poem from the page 262 because I identified myself with the main information I got from there. The poem brings to light that the act of loving is something much more important than everything we conquer in earth during our existence. The writer Rupi Kaur, affirms that titles, social status and assets doesn’t have magnitude, the most important thing is the feeling of love, mainly when we show this feeling to the ones we love! Also, this intensity of showing constantly this true and pure feeling.

          We can find something very similar in I Corinthians, Chapter 13 verse 1, 2, 4, 5, 6, 7 and 13 from the Bible, it is easy to noticed an intertextuality relation with the poem “The healing”, because the theme of the last verse is the love, and mentioned as a perfect virtue and lasting, the fact that matters in our very short life. We can noticed some comparisons of enhancement of love in both texts. 

[Text and post made by Lindemberg, Isa is just helping him post because his e-mail invite expired :)]

Publication- Gabrielly Padilha

 Intertext between Rupi Kaur & Pablo Neruda 

Intertext: This poem by Rupi Kaur reminds me about one of my favorite authors, Pablo Neruda. I like him and I also liked the Rupi's poem because both remind me about how love is pleasurable and how good is to be loved.

Porque te amo- Pablo Neruda

Te amo

te amo de uma maneira inexplicável

de uma forma inconfessável

de um modo contraditório 

Te amo

Te amo, com meus estados de ânimo que são muitos

e mudar de humor continuadamente

pelo que você já sabe

o tempo

a vida

a morte

Te amo

Te amo, com o mundo que não entendo

com as pessoas que não compreendem

com a ambivalência de minha alma

com a incoerência dos meus atos

com a fatalidade do destino

com a conspiração do desejo

com a ambiguidade dos fatos

ainda quando digo que não te amo, te amo

até quando te engano, não te engano

no fundo levo a cabo um plano

para amar-te melhor.

Both poems relate to the fact that they all focus on an intense love, in which the authors take advantage of feeling and they're delighted with the capacity they have to love. 

My production relates to the texts chosen in the love section. The authors declare their feelings for loved ones, which inspired me to draw on the story of the main poem. Besides, having a love that made all the others irrelevant inspired me even more in chosing the poem and to make the production.