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![]() ENQUANTO NÃO LEMBRO |
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WHILE I CAN'T REMEMBER
GABRIELA ROMEU AND ELISA CARARETO
22 X 22 cm |56 pages | R$62
ISBN 978-65-89835-49+3
The narrator's voice does not summarize her condition as a niece waiting for an absent-minded aunt carried away by the insistent sea of melancholy. This voice is also the translation of our silenced hearts. The cry that this story dares to offer is urgent to offer, breaking the glasses in the cupboard. Where are they taking our aunts, our uncertainty, our lack of normality?
Tenderness could be the feeling dedicated to those who wander the corridors of the mind but, between whispers, are still mad... What would fit into the life we call
human when weakened by patterns of behavior?
This story is one to read and reread, to carry in your voice, chantingmedicine to better welcome the care of the soul. Just like as we would do, crying Claricean dialogues, recovering
the unforgettable images provoked by the phrases of João
Guimarães Rosa in “Sorôco, sua mãe, sua filha”, when
they see the train and can no longer prevent it from leaving. While I don't remember is our image reflected in the mirror.
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