tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38666628988637327492012-02-16T05:27:39.002-02:00"A friagem de um dia frio, o calor de um dia quente, a lisura de uma pedra, a brancura de uma gaivota, a lonjura das montanhas distantes, a pequenez de uma florzinha, a umidade de uma estação chuvosa... isso é motivo para um Haicai". R. H. BlythTuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.comBlogger9121100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-32097818256481582692011-12-24T22:18:00.000-02:002011-12-24T22:18:10.084-02:00<div style="text-align: center;">Feliz Natal!</div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PRULbLInzbQ/TvZrmg5qssI/AAAAAAAALkk/gVUgtQtxkus/s1600/genes-de-jesucristo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PRULbLInzbQ/TvZrmg5qssI/AAAAAAAALkk/gVUgtQtxkus/s200/genes-de-jesucristo.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">o brilho da estrela</div><div style="text-align: center;">sobre o pequeno presépio –</div><div style="text-align: center;">vem aí o Menino </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">José Marins</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-3209781825648158269?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-25041207483438913542011-12-19T22:36:00.000-02:002011-12-19T22:36:42.864-02:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GI9r568c13g/Tu_Yg6j551I/AAAAAAAALi0/4r8dv8NRJYc/s1600/fantastic-fusion-abstract-art.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GI9r568c13g/Tu_Yg6j551I/AAAAAAAALi0/4r8dv8NRJYc/s200/fantastic-fusion-abstract-art.png" width="200" />&nbsp;</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Mesa do café</div><div style="text-align: center;">A toalhinha bem no centro</div><div style="text-align: center;">Lembrança da vovó</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">João Toloi&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-2504120748343891354?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-31202544747793532132011-12-15T16:39:00.000-02:002011-12-15T16:39:31.349-02:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z_SVZyT_sO0/Tuo-tWqNgtI/AAAAAAAALhk/8ZVesCPST6Y/s1600/japanese_garden_by_philippelaferriere-d4ixoif.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="148" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z_SVZyT_sO0/Tuo-tWqNgtI/AAAAAAAALhk/8ZVesCPST6Y/s200/japanese_garden_by_philippelaferriere-d4ixoif.jpg" width="200" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">brisa da manhã -</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">curva-se até o chão</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">o bambu humilde...</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Luiz Gustavo</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">&nbsp; </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-3120254474779353213?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-58889334272874089272011-12-15T16:30:00.000-02:002011-12-15T16:30:17.113-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ewIIgV8MUQ/Tuo8R7hqZnI/AAAAAAAALhc/9Fv1nhjcz1U/s1600/mater_lachrymarum_by_elwycke-d4j3gzd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="198" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8ewIIgV8MUQ/Tuo8R7hqZnI/AAAAAAAALhc/9Fv1nhjcz1U/s200/mater_lachrymarum_by_elwycke-d4j3gzd.jpg" width="200" />&nbsp;</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">O portão aberto. . .</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Lá no fundo do quintal</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">O céu azul profundo</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">João Toloi</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">(muito obrigada por este haicai-presente, João)&nbsp;</span></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">&nbsp;</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-5888933427287408927?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-75027336106796898792011-11-19T09:56:00.001-02:002011-11-19T09:58:57.150-02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pWa-NZxjdhk/TseZ8MuL1DI/AAAAAAAALaU/2ZHNmFlc_-Q/s1600/Petra%2BCortright-%2BRoses-Wheat.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pWa-NZxjdhk/TseZ8MuL1DI/AAAAAAAALaU/2ZHNmFlc_-Q/s200/Petra%2BCortright-%2BRoses-Wheat.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676675114809938994" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Manhã sonolenta.<br />O enredo da vida, cedo<br />o dia reinventa.<br /><br />Arthur Francisco Baptista<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-7502733610679689879?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-41750810940934425212011-11-19T09:53:00.001-02:002011-11-19T09:55:44.587-02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m1H22WTF7Zw/TseZMGuvP9I/AAAAAAAALaI/e3mKfrP2V0w/s1600/Victor%2BPasmore-Salisbury.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m1H22WTF7Zw/TseZMGuvP9I/AAAAAAAALaI/e3mKfrP2V0w/s200/Victor%2BPasmore-Salisbury.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676674288567926738" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Praça da Sé<br /><br />Haicai noturno<br /><br /><br /><br />Paisagem noturna.<br /><br />Os gatos são todos pardos.<br /><br />Os caminhos, tortos.<br /><br /><br />Maria Helena de Morais Sato<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-4175081094093442521?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-25046423670321858982011-11-19T09:49:00.001-02:002011-11-19T09:52:40.701-02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gapU9NYGLUE/TseYJcJO5hI/AAAAAAAALZ8/7cvQ028KqyM/s1600/Cy%2BTombly.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gapU9NYGLUE/TseYJcJO5hI/AAAAAAAALZ8/7cvQ028KqyM/s200/Cy%2BTombly.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676673143264962066" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Olho o canário<br />sem o bater de suas asas<br />só as idéias voam<br /><br /><br />Maria Renata Antunes<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-2504642367032185898?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-85063623513030524832011-04-25T18:24:00.002-03:002011-04-25T18:28:05.840-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RsZUcQg2bUA/TbXnL1r34LI/AAAAAAAALNg/wecPDyn2q-o/s1600/Manoukian%2BGagik1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 131px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RsZUcQg2bUA/TbXnL1r34LI/AAAAAAAALNg/wecPDyn2q-o/s200/Manoukian%2BGagik1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599635902280753330" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Mais dois haicais que ganhei de presente!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">Noite estrelada<br />Nos olhos do amado<br />Duas luas azuis<br /></div><br /><br /><br />Vento gelado<br />Deixou minhas lágrimas<br />cristalizadas<br /><br /><br /><br />de Rosalva Brüsch<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-8506362351303052483?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-55937022319607341592011-03-31T19:12:00.003-03:002011-03-31T19:18:14.653-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XpwCkt6_kbQ/TZT9h7yekvI/AAAAAAAALNY/7B0o0WJmG38/s1600/revoada_72x72_2008.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XpwCkt6_kbQ/TZT9h7yekvI/AAAAAAAALNY/7B0o0WJmG38/s200/revoada_72x72_2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590371796900549362" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q_YbdOcJOtE/TZT9bH_WD0I/AAAAAAAALNQ/wfaYObX83is/s1600/revoada_72x72_2008.jpg"><br /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Dois delicados presentes.<br />Muito obrigada, Poeta Antonio Mitori!</span><br /><br /><br /><br />A velha sonha<br />A revoada das andorinhas<br />Saudade da infância<br /><br />Na sala de aula<br />Só bagunça, lá fora....<br />O Sabiá canta<br /><br /><br />Antonio Mitori - Salesópolis/SP<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-5593702231960734159?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-86296270826616689822010-06-26T21:25:00.002-03:002010-06-26T21:30:42.184-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaa1e4pzFI/AAAAAAAAK5w/rPUPMarLXyI/s1600/Bulanova+Lyubov+6.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaa1e4pzFI/AAAAAAAAK5w/rPUPMarLXyI/s200/Bulanova+Lyubov+6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487243439611956306" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Sebe de bambu —<br />O sol da manhã ilumina<br />o orvalho na teia.<br /><br />Hazel de São Francisco<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-8629627082661668982?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-56251814395969050182010-06-26T21:23:00.001-03:002011-12-15T16:42:30.502-02:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaaNoR-pXI/AAAAAAAAK5o/sv1WusytVf0/s1600/Lynne+Taetzsch+1.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487242754939331954" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaaNoR-pXI/AAAAAAAAK5o/sv1WusytVf0/s200/Lynne+Taetzsch+1.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 198px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Sente-se, por favor<br />no banquinho do jardim,<br />Primavera-San...<br /><br />Teruo Hamada<br /><br /><br />convite aceito:<br />sento-me aqui para ler,<br />apreciar, sorver.<br /><br />Cynthia Lopes<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-5625181439596905018?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-49613316744926807492010-06-26T21:22:00.000-03:002010-06-26T21:23:14.166-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaZ7DbbTpI/AAAAAAAAK5g/xuwhKFcmoXI/s1600/Altered+Weakness.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaZ7DbbTpI/AAAAAAAAK5g/xuwhKFcmoXI/s200/Altered+Weakness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487242435809201810" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Vovó chega cantando<br />de um rápido passeio —<br />chuva de primavera !<br /><br />Teruko Oda<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-4961331674492680749?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-61891022716638438132010-06-26T21:21:00.000-03:002010-06-26T21:22:02.893-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaZn8sZ_GI/AAAAAAAAK5Y/fUXZ1Zaxr4E/s1600/Albert+Oehlen+1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaZn8sZ_GI/AAAAAAAAK5Y/fUXZ1Zaxr4E/s200/Albert+Oehlen+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487242107583855714" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Ipê amarelo —<br />O faxineiro varrendo<br />sem olhar p'ra cima...<br /><br />Tania D'Orfani<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-6189102271663843813?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-12179666233228736642010-06-26T21:19:00.000-03:002010-06-26T21:20:47.021-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaZVnH1GKI/AAAAAAAAK5Q/gwlAR9JZOqU/s1600/Tom+McNease.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaZVnH1GKI/AAAAAAAAK5Q/gwlAR9JZOqU/s200/Tom+McNease.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487241792555653282" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">O vaso da varanda<br />exala um doce perfume —<br />Uma flor-de-cera...<br /><br />Tania Alves<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-1217966623322873664?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-69671639160004397692010-06-26T21:18:00.002-03:002010-06-26T21:19:40.437-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaZFAjUbNI/AAAAAAAAK5I/iN7vL9jnM1w/s1600/Max+Horn%C3%A4k.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaZFAjUbNI/AAAAAAAAK5I/iN7vL9jnM1w/s200/Max+Horn%C3%A4k.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487241507324062930" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Logo pela manhã<br />anuncia-se o novo dia...<br />Canta o bem-te-vi!<br /><br />Rose Placoná<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-6967163916000439769?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-55344051677196170102010-06-26T21:16:00.000-03:002010-06-26T21:17:51.379-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaYpWJMdEI/AAAAAAAAK5A/9UBo_E-OJpE/s1600/-white-dance+-+Vishnevsky+Andrey.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 161px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaYpWJMdEI/AAAAAAAAK5A/9UBo_E-OJpE/s200/-white-dance+-+Vishnevsky+Andrey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487241032083731522" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Um aroma chegando<br />na brisa que sopra do mar —<br />É primavera!<br /><br />Marco Antônio Fontolan<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-5534405167719617010?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-20354691455886442612010-06-26T21:15:00.001-03:002010-06-26T21:16:21.905-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaYTHvFq_I/AAAAAAAAK44/0RvH-XXqwv0/s1600/posy+-+Odilon+Redon.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 174px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaYTHvFq_I/AAAAAAAAK44/0RvH-XXqwv0/s200/posy+-+Odilon+Redon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487240650259016690" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Borboletas brincam<br />Entre os canteiros de flores<br />Manhã de Domingo<br /><br />Luci Tiho Ikari<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-2035469145588644261?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-56414941197208735882010-06-26T21:12:00.001-03:002010-06-26T21:14:50.145-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaXtTcbT-I/AAAAAAAAK4w/Kh4B3xLRDrM/s1600/Victoroff+Mikhail.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaXtTcbT-I/AAAAAAAAK4w/Kh4B3xLRDrM/s200/Victoroff+Mikhail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487240000566939618" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Clareira na mata —<br />Velho jacarandá caído<br />Carregado de flores.<br /><br />João Toloi<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-5641494119720873588?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-26521879339235829482010-06-26T21:11:00.001-03:002010-06-26T21:12:24.041-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaXW7VocxI/AAAAAAAAK4o/sqboBaaU5XI/s1600/Vishnevsky+Andrey1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 178px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaXW7VocxI/AAAAAAAAK4o/sqboBaaU5XI/s200/Vishnevsky+Andrey1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487239616138867474" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Sol de primavera...<br />Apenas um pardalzinho<br />Canta...Canta...Canta...<br /><br />Irene Massumi Fuke<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-2652187933923582948?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-23487127740907264682010-06-26T21:09:00.000-03:002010-06-26T21:10:42.158-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaW_ATZ4zI/AAAAAAAAK4g/6SV24rdTt44/s1600/katarina+niksic.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaW_ATZ4zI/AAAAAAAAK4g/6SV24rdTt44/s200/katarina+niksic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487239205154841394" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Por entre as flores<br />procurando pela mãe<br />Dia de Finados<br /><br />Eunice Arruda<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-2348712774090726468?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-50856312683643886542010-06-26T21:08:00.001-03:002010-06-26T21:09:14.991-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaWovlDZFI/AAAAAAAAK4Y/dPn53hQmhO8/s1600/eyes+of+time+-+Chidi+Okoye.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaWovlDZFI/AAAAAAAAK4Y/dPn53hQmhO8/s200/eyes+of+time+-+Chidi+Okoye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487238822708339794" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">as mãos em concha —<br />um punhado de girinos<br />na água transparente<br /><br />Carol Ribeiro<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-5085631268364388654?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-31853366406728269042010-06-26T21:05:00.002-03:002010-06-26T21:06:20.344-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaV7Kk3u3I/AAAAAAAAK4Q/8kzg1y_jgS0/s1600/2Bulanova+Lyubov.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 143px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TCaV7Kk3u3I/AAAAAAAAK4Q/8kzg1y_jgS0/s200/2Bulanova+Lyubov.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487238039681350514" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Sob o céu sem lua<br />só uma brasa de cigarro<br />no meio das trevas.<br /><br />Edson Kenji Iura<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-3185336640672826904?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-25191508712991629492010-06-01T11:31:00.003-03:002010-06-01T11:34:29.833-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TAUabZLdjjI/AAAAAAAAKwQ/CN2h7ZFfLS8/s1600/Abstrato+-+Fukushima.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 159px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TAUabZLdjjI/AAAAAAAAKwQ/CN2h7ZFfLS8/s200/Abstrato+-+Fukushima.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477813579683827250" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br />O silêncio da árvore.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Ouço o grito da cigarra<br />no bico do sanhaço.<br /><br />José Carlos Brandão<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-2519150871299162949?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-29985740034940286602010-05-31T13:57:00.004-03:002010-06-01T11:36:36.822-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TAPrNzplcdI/AAAAAAAAKvQ/a-6IuueQEOE/s1600/mara_rade.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TAPrNzplcdI/AAAAAAAAKvQ/a-6IuueQEOE/s200/mara_rade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477480194248110546" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Noitinha na várzea —<br />Com a lua na garupa<br />búfalos regressam.<br /><br />Aníbal Beça<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-2998574003494028660?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-69294253789777805852010-05-31T13:49:00.002-03:002010-05-31T13:50:43.687-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TAPo3FuveBI/AAAAAAAAKvA/EEqkbWxrvvU/s1600/fragment-+Lelia+Sorokina.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 169px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TAPo3FuveBI/AAAAAAAAKvA/EEqkbWxrvvU/s200/fragment-+Lelia+Sorokina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477477604941330450" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Amanhece em flor<br />e anoitece pelo chão<br />— efêmero ipê<br /><br />Marba Furtado<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-6929425378977780585?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-22483536007861729562010-05-31T13:46:00.002-03:002010-05-31T13:47:37.114-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TAPoG7wzVOI/AAAAAAAAKu4/uaLL_MSOC-M/s1600/klee_nile.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TAPoG7wzVOI/AAAAAAAAKu4/uaLL_MSOC-M/s200/klee_nile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477476777631896802" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Pauta musical<br />Andorinhas ofegantes<br />Pousam por instantes<br /><br />Dasso<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-2248353600786172956?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-22281927066660501462010-05-31T13:44:00.002-03:002010-05-31T13:45:44.342-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TAPnsML7nYI/AAAAAAAAKuw/3dDFTXzuoi4/s1600/EG5.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 104px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TAPnsML7nYI/AAAAAAAAKuw/3dDFTXzuoi4/s200/EG5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477476318184185218" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">dança na janela<br />vermelha e branca — asa<br />pássaro é flor<br /><br />Nydia Bonetti<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-2228192706666050146?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-89102485056002033082010-05-31T13:42:00.001-03:002010-05-31T13:43:27.130-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TAPnJ9zY1II/AAAAAAAAKuo/w2K0O666d_8/s1600/above-the-sky+-+Marina+Vyazova.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TAPnJ9zY1II/AAAAAAAAKuo/w2K0O666d_8/s200/above-the-sky+-+Marina+Vyazova.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477475730207593602" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />Caquinho de Lua<br />Sorri pra mim lá no céu<br />retribuo daqui<br /><br />Ada Gasparini<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-8910248505600203308?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-62662975552692892242010-05-31T13:40:00.002-03:002010-05-31T13:41:27.301-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TAPmrfFYGYI/AAAAAAAAKug/5nNAVNcN1Wo/s1600/hot-colours_Frank+Beanland.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 120px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TAPmrfFYGYI/AAAAAAAAKug/5nNAVNcN1Wo/s200/hot-colours_Frank+Beanland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477475206565468546" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />A serra silencia<br />só se ouve agora<br />o grito do pardal<br /><br />Rosalva<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-6266297555269289224?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-10138762718694978222010-05-31T13:38:00.001-03:002010-05-31T13:39:44.836-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TAPmR-LsISI/AAAAAAAAKuY/jE7_5mhDTF0/s1600/compo1057+-+Ramon+Castellano.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TAPmR-LsISI/AAAAAAAAKuY/jE7_5mhDTF0/s200/compo1057+-+Ramon+Castellano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477474768236847394" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Gaivota corta o céu<br />na rota de colisão<br />pipa de papel.<br /><br />Pedro Mutti<br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-1013876271869497822?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-3955642298073434482010-05-31T13:32:00.002-03:002010-05-31T13:37:55.265-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TAPlsHTucbI/AAAAAAAAKuQ/kjvfCr6S0HE/s1600/abstract-in-yellow-green-and-brown_Bill+Morris.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/TAPlsHTucbI/AAAAAAAAKuQ/kjvfCr6S0HE/s200/abstract-in-yellow-green-and-brown_Bill+Morris.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477474117851443634" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /> O velho chorão<br />balança ao vento<br />--------anoitece<br /><br />Luciana Bortoletto<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-395564229807343448?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-89853954880749951132010-05-26T15:54:00.003-03:002010-05-26T15:55:30.353-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_1uhe9GHVI/AAAAAAAAKqg/MTBsZWiB-WI/s1600/WAKABAYASHI-Kasuo+%281931%29+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_1uhe9GHVI/AAAAAAAAKqg/MTBsZWiB-WI/s200/WAKABAYASHI-Kasuo+%281931%29+Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475654243476446546" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">o sol na rua se movimenta<br />o menino sentado olha<br />o velho em câmara lenta<br /><br />Valnei Andrade<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-8985395488074995113?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-28962124447255219122010-05-26T15:51:00.003-03:002010-05-26T15:53:13.552-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_1t_H1HizI/AAAAAAAAKqY/Pisw7qIGSAY/s1600/L%C3%ADvio+Abramo+%E2%80%93+Composi%C3%A7%C3%A3o.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_1t_H1HizI/AAAAAAAAKqY/Pisw7qIGSAY/s200/L%C3%ADvio+Abramo+%E2%80%93+Composi%C3%A7%C3%A3o.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475653653153418034" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />folhas mortas...<br />ainda voam buscando<br />onde descansar<br /><br />Rosa Clement<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-2896212444725521912?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-39551775096727334632010-05-26T15:48:00.001-03:002010-05-26T15:49:47.324-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_1tO4QU9lI/AAAAAAAAKqQ/z_g0kEOjHcg/s1600/Abstracao+-+Anna+Bella+Geiger.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 163px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_1tO4QU9lI/AAAAAAAAKqQ/z_g0kEOjHcg/s200/Abstracao+-+Anna+Bella+Geiger.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475652824338855506" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">No falecimento<br />Lenço grande demais<br />Pro sentimento.<br /><br />Millôr Fernandes<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-3955177509672733463?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-27514297902130436872010-05-26T15:46:00.003-03:002010-05-26T15:48:11.946-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_1swZx6gLI/AAAAAAAAKqI/LvnqlnwElN8/s1600/JORGE+GUINLE+%281947+%C2%AD-+1987%29+P%C3%A9+Aqui++P%C3%A9+Ali.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_1swZx6gLI/AAAAAAAAKqI/LvnqlnwElN8/s200/JORGE+GUINLE+%281947+%C2%AD-+1987%29+P%C3%A9+Aqui++P%C3%A9+Ali.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475652300762153138" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Sapo no quintal<br />Uma vassourada trêmula<br />Nos dois a pular.<br /><br />Mary Leiko Fukai Terada<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-2751429790213043687?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-9326181927158481022010-05-26T15:42:00.002-03:002010-05-26T15:44:55.880-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_1sBYwZ9aI/AAAAAAAAKqA/9SmEYGYFS2A/s1600/Cl%C3%A1udio+Faciolli.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_1sBYwZ9aI/AAAAAAAAKqA/9SmEYGYFS2A/s200/Cl%C3%A1udio+Faciolli.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475651493033538978" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">"É noite!" "É dia!"<br />E, assim, pelas campinas,<br />brincam pirilampos.<br /><br />Lyad de Almeida<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-932618192715848102?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-11551836488380565492010-05-26T15:41:00.002-03:002010-05-26T15:42:20.893-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_1rfmdvS-I/AAAAAAAAKp4/77VuOu69kpI/s1600/BANDEIRA++Ant%C3%B4nio+%281922+-+1967%29+Abstrato.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_1rfmdvS-I/AAAAAAAAKp4/77VuOu69kpI/s200/BANDEIRA++Ant%C3%B4nio+%281922+-+1967%29+Abstrato.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475650912597789666" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">O lírio levanta<br />no meio da noite<br />seu copo de leite<br /><br />Luiz Bacellar<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-1155183648838056549?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-81928532349950165702010-05-26T15:37:00.002-03:002010-05-26T15:38:15.376-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_1qjx3wbLI/AAAAAAAAKpw/Y2cQosQRvp0/s1600/Abstrato+-+Manabu+Mabe.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_1qjx3wbLI/AAAAAAAAKpw/Y2cQosQRvp0/s200/Abstrato+-+Manabu+Mabe.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475649884867554482" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Nem tudo são flores<br />nos meses de primavera.<br />Voam marimbondos...<br /><br />Leila Míccolis<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-8192853234995016570?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-70867715782060927762010-05-26T15:34:00.003-03:002010-05-26T15:35:27.765-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_1pypiWoyI/AAAAAAAAKpo/i05roX2893Y/s1600/Abstrato+-+Celso+Renato.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_1pypiWoyI/AAAAAAAAKpo/i05roX2893Y/s200/Abstrato+-+Celso+Renato.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475649040816710434" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">As sombras, no bosque<br />enquanto as sombrinhas<br />passeiam ao sol.<br /><br />Jorge Lescano<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-7086771578206092776?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-28734751307824887942010-05-26T15:32:00.002-03:002010-05-26T15:33:37.537-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_1pdiX2nrI/AAAAAAAAKpg/xLma7LdRLkM/s1600/Antoine+Claes+-+Enigma-l.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 197px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_1pdiX2nrI/AAAAAAAAKpg/xLma7LdRLkM/s200/Antoine+Claes+-+Enigma-l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475648678116368050" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Nesta catedral,<br />quando arde o sol, toda tarde,<br />sangra este vitral...<br /><br />Jorge Fonseca Jr.<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-2873475130782488794?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-82704410182422021842010-05-26T15:30:00.003-03:002010-05-26T15:31:56.734-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_1pDHuXpUI/AAAAAAAAKpY/KP6WSZE-LJo/s1600/Aldemir+Martins+-+Marinha+1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_1pDHuXpUI/AAAAAAAAKpY/KP6WSZE-LJo/s200/Aldemir+Martins+-+Marinha+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475648224286451010" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_1o9hwAgcI/AAAAAAAAKpQ/k6oAZMrgJJw/s1600/Aldemir+Martins+-+Marinha+-+2000.jpg"><br /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">cumplicidade de ais:<br />a areia bebe<br />o choro do mar<br /><br />Jandira Mengarelli<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-8270441018242202184?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-45644287405439581872010-05-20T16:30:00.003-03:002010-05-20T16:31:51.425-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_WOC-Ue8cI/AAAAAAAAKhY/5cXAS8Vpkt8/s1600/Aldemir+-+Campo.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_WOC-Ue8cI/AAAAAAAAKhY/5cXAS8Vpkt8/s200/Aldemir+-+Campo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473437103878500802" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />Dia lento:<br />Um velho cavalo<br />Subindo a encosta.<br /><br />Cláudio Feldman<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-4564428740543958187?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-79099964869821936632010-05-20T16:27:00.004-03:002010-05-20T16:36:06.612-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_WPFgcD75I/AAAAAAAAKhg/HgKhweD5bQI/s1600/Abstrato+-+Fukushima.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 159px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_WPFgcD75I/AAAAAAAAKhg/HgKhweD5bQI/s200/Abstrato+-+Fukushima.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473438246908456850" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">dia de finados<br />o branco da nuvem<br />e o crisântemo<br /><br />Cláudio Daniel<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-7909996486982193663?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-87215124161604641242010-05-20T16:24:00.002-03:002010-05-20T16:26:07.246-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_WMwfy_sSI/AAAAAAAAKhI/PqAFEwf9fOc/s1600/MARIA+POLO+%281937%29+Abstrato+amarelo.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 162px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_WMwfy_sSI/AAAAAAAAKhI/PqAFEwf9fOc/s200/MARIA+POLO+%281937%29+Abstrato+amarelo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473435686935703842" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">passarinho na cerca<br />enfeita o infinito<br />da colheita<br /><br />Camila Jabur<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-8721512416160464124?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-60355723787853674952010-05-20T16:21:00.001-03:002010-05-20T16:23:47.852-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_WMN73BZfI/AAAAAAAAKhA/NW4kqfpnMTw/s1600/Sem+titulo+-+Mira+Schendel.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_WMN73BZfI/AAAAAAAAKhA/NW4kqfpnMTw/s200/Sem+titulo+-+Mira+Schendel.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473435093173364210" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Num vaso solitário<br />perfuma toda a sala<br />um único jasmim.<br /><br />Áurea de Arruda Féres<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-6035572378785367495?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-87555883372734815822010-05-20T16:18:00.001-03:002010-05-20T16:21:15.537-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_WLn3muVEI/AAAAAAAAKg4/Vo_lNwFEg5E/s1600/MARIA+POLO+%281937%29+Abstra%C3%A7%C3%A3o+azul.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 161px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_WLn3muVEI/AAAAAAAAKg4/Vo_lNwFEg5E/s200/MARIA+POLO+%281937%29+Abstra%C3%A7%C3%A3o+azul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473434439196234818" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">verão camponês:<br />a cantiga dos grilos<br />adormece o dia.<br /><br />Antônio Rogério de Lima<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-8755588337273481582?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-16969307097927214592010-05-20T16:16:00.002-03:002010-05-20T16:17:35.536-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_WKwvU4G9I/AAAAAAAAKgw/tu_acX9EUyI/s1600/Sem+titulo+-+Manabu+Mabe.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_WKwvU4G9I/AAAAAAAAKgw/tu_acX9EUyI/s200/Sem+titulo+-+Manabu+Mabe.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473433492081089490" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Seis hora da tarde:<br />sons de cigarras prolongam<br />os sinos do templo.<br /><br />Anibal Beça<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-1696930709792721459?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-62237220560453550252010-05-20T16:12:00.001-03:002010-05-20T16:15:50.049-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_WKWY_1fJI/AAAAAAAAKgo/ULDWWuDpUZo/s1600/Sem+titulo+-+Abraham+Palatinik.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_WKWY_1fJI/AAAAAAAAKgo/ULDWWuDpUZo/s200/Sem+titulo+-+Abraham+Palatinik.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473433039410658450" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Ninho de colibri,<br />no cantinho da varanda,<br />no vaso de avenca.<br /><br />Angela Togeiro Ferreira<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-6223722056045355025?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-45229103202636517022010-05-20T16:10:00.001-03:002010-05-20T16:11:46.134-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_WJZac9yXI/AAAAAAAAKgg/t-4steO9W2c/s1600/Abstrato+-+Fukushima.+1.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 143px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_WJZac9yXI/AAAAAAAAKgg/t-4steO9W2c/s200/Abstrato+-+Fukushima.+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473431991829252466" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">luar na relva<br />vento insone<br />tira o sono das flores<br /><br />Alonso Alvarez<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-4522910320263651702?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-31214115567013441922010-05-20T16:08:00.002-03:002010-05-20T16:10:02.720-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_WJAmiw4aI/AAAAAAAAKgY/Onqx8TaQr2k/s1600/Antonio+Poteiro+-+Flores+-+2006.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 167px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_WJAmiw4aI/AAAAAAAAKgY/Onqx8TaQr2k/s200/Antonio+Poteiro+-+Flores+-+2006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473431565578068386" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">primavera<br />até a cadeira<br />olha pela janela<br /><br />Alice Ruiz<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-3121411556701344192?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-41700391167073357462010-05-20T16:02:00.002-03:002010-05-20T16:07:13.144-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_WIUrpIseI/AAAAAAAAKgQ/evK0PqCC9YU/s1600/Lorenzato.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S_WIUrpIseI/AAAAAAAAKgQ/evK0PqCC9YU/s200/Lorenzato.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473430811032728034" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />O ipê florido,<br />Perdendo todas as folhas,<br />Fez-se uma flor só.<br /><br />Júlio Afrânio Peixoto<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-4170039116707335746?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-67740538425817449942010-05-12T15:31:00.002-03:002010-05-12T15:33:49.213-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-r0cN4PaAI/AAAAAAAAKYI/czp1iJyvQ9c/s1600/MizuVI.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-r0cN4PaAI/AAAAAAAAKYI/czp1iJyvQ9c/s200/MizuVI.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470453462993954818" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">um corvo<br />pousou no galho seco<br />crepúsculo de outono<br /><br />Matsuo Basho<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-6774053842581744994?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-92057617338952411222010-05-12T15:27:00.001-03:002010-05-12T15:30:21.579-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-rztA3iNCI/AAAAAAAAKYA/HWr_ozpgMTE/s1600/Armando+Pedroso.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 84px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-rztA3iNCI/AAAAAAAAKYA/HWr_ozpgMTE/s200/Armando+Pedroso.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470452652047479842" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-rzmAZ4ivI/AAAAAAAAKX4/D2lgZm8sfKE/s1600/vieira-da-silva.jpg"><br /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">friagem<br />o som do sino<br />enquanto deixa o sino<br /><br />Yosa Buson<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-9205761733895241122?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-7319486318671582992010-05-12T15:26:00.002-03:002010-05-12T15:27:28.818-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-rzBc_aEsI/AAAAAAAAKXw/oLSObNqqm0U/s1600/mullion.bay+-+Peter+Lanyon.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-rzBc_aEsI/AAAAAAAAKXw/oLSObNqqm0U/s200/mullion.bay+-+Peter+Lanyon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470451903682450114" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />chuva fria...<br />uma noite quando se fala<br />sobre quem já morreu<br /><br />Yoshiko Yoshino<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-731948631867158299?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-13736988497774442682010-05-12T15:22:00.002-03:002010-05-12T15:24:31.815-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-ryUx_KDII/AAAAAAAAKXo/IvhxWUSE8Mc/s1600/Estratto-Tom+Matucci+-1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-ryUx_KDII/AAAAAAAAKXo/IvhxWUSE8Mc/s200/Estratto-Tom+Matucci+-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470451136224431234" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />enorme besouro<br />é minha vez de fingir<br />que estou morta<br /><br />Rosa Clement</span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-1373698849777444268?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-5529884530470276162010-05-12T15:19:00.001-03:002010-05-12T15:20:41.403-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-rxbBsqaFI/AAAAAAAAKXg/_Im1TwWuxYU/s1600/aquarium_Helen+Hale.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-rxbBsqaFI/AAAAAAAAKXg/_Im1TwWuxYU/s200/aquarium_Helen+Hale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470450144009414738" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Salta um peixe do mar<br />Mas sua imagem<br />Teima em mergulhar.<br /><br />Mollôr Fernandes<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-552988453047027616?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-89872148337951761882010-05-12T15:14:00.001-03:002010-05-12T15:15:44.812-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-rwSDRzuMI/AAAAAAAAKXY/6_mPISUFsLI/s1600/Marta+Matchabelli.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-rwSDRzuMI/AAAAAAAAKXY/6_mPISUFsLI/s200/Marta+Matchabelli.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470448890303199426" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Finados.<br />Sacrifício das flores<br />para embelezar a morte...<br /><br />Lyad de Almeida<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-8987214833795176188?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-3326631003895683312010-05-12T15:12:00.001-03:002010-05-12T15:13:54.931-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-rv1XDP3-I/AAAAAAAAKXQ/TJafRmXccKM/s1600/verical-abstract-design_Anthony+Brown.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-rv1XDP3-I/AAAAAAAAKXQ/TJafRmXccKM/s200/verical-abstract-design_Anthony+Brown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470448397394632674" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Uma folha morta.<br />Um galho no céu grisalho.<br />Fecho a minha porta.<br /><br />Guilherme de Almeida<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-332663100389568331?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-49477569978809496122010-05-12T15:08:00.001-03:002010-05-12T15:11:11.517-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-rvNbC0V9I/AAAAAAAAKXI/Dc4PYhPPYD8/s1600/Yutaka+Toyota.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-rvNbC0V9I/AAAAAAAAKXI/Dc4PYhPPYD8/s200/Yutaka+Toyota.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470447711271802834" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />Flores do jambeiro<br />No gramado do jardim –<br />Tardes de setembro.<br /><br />Betha Mendonça<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-4947756997880949612?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-43090071564554370732010-05-12T14:59:00.001-03:002010-05-12T15:05:25.646-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-rt0wu55lI/AAAAAAAAKXA/MotkrTi-JPY/s1600/KIYOSHI+SAITO4.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 118px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-rt0wu55lI/AAAAAAAAKXA/MotkrTi-JPY/s200/KIYOSHI+SAITO4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470446188085503570" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;">atrás da cortina<br />se exibe a bailarina<br />-oh, luar tão cândido!<br /><br />Se-Gyn</span><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-4309007156455437073?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-6105632293426016222010-05-06T13:35:00.002-03:002010-05-06T13:36:29.804-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-LwAomZNKI/AAAAAAAAKRo/Qu1esjuIyy4/s1600/composition-in-red-and-white_Frank+Beanland.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-LwAomZNKI/AAAAAAAAKRo/Qu1esjuIyy4/s200/composition-in-red-and-white_Frank+Beanland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468196791270323362" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">tudo dito,<br />nada feito,<br />fito e deito<br /><br />Paulo Leminski<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-610563229342601622?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-13788676119116089122010-05-06T13:31:00.002-03:002010-05-06T13:33:39.744-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-LvV6bvhcI/AAAAAAAAKRg/dAe8ZP6ycHQ/s1600/abstract-lattice_Frank+Beanland.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 98px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-LvV6bvhcI/AAAAAAAAKRg/dAe8ZP6ycHQ/s200/abstract-lattice_Frank+Beanland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468196057323111874" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">a velha paineira<br />se desfazendo das folhas<br />e eu das vaidades<br /><br />Se-Gyn<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-1378867611911608912?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-50101417857831837572010-05-06T13:28:00.002-03:002010-05-06T13:29:21.301-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-LuUX2pwHI/AAAAAAAAKRY/2qNl7lDxXYQ/s1600/Ezio-Martinelli-American-Abstract-Art-1z.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-LuUX2pwHI/AAAAAAAAKRY/2qNl7lDxXYQ/s200/Ezio-Martinelli-American-Abstract-Art-1z.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468194931349241970" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Num atalho da montanha<br />Sorrindo<br />uma violeta<br /><br />Matsuo Bashô<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-5010141785783183757?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-55830106708706482282010-05-06T13:25:00.002-03:002010-05-06T13:27:01.585-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-LtzgiURVI/AAAAAAAAKRQ/9de0Enh3_mE/s1600/kollig+-+John+Kollig.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-LtzgiURVI/AAAAAAAAKRQ/9de0Enh3_mE/s200/kollig+-+John+Kollig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468194366744184146" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">quase manhã<br />o apito do guarda-noturno<br />acorda os passarinhos<br /><br />João Angelo Salvadori<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-5583010670870648228?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-84944783255398219252010-05-06T13:23:00.001-03:002010-05-06T13:24:56.674-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-LtUJMml3I/AAAAAAAAKRI/AuKk2Nw6fK4/s1600/EG11.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-LtUJMml3I/AAAAAAAAKRI/AuKk2Nw6fK4/s200/EG11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468193827903149938" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">no mesmo galho<br />uma formiga a passeio<br />outra a trabalho<br /><br />Ricardo Silvestrin<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-8494478325539821925?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-23932738890588008872010-05-06T12:12:00.002-03:002010-05-06T12:16:30.669-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-LdNv58ERI/AAAAAAAAKRA/ocvJA3VdpxE/s1600/07064_BP_jpeg_Lavender_Light_18x18.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-LdNv58ERI/AAAAAAAAKRA/ocvJA3VdpxE/s200/07064_BP_jpeg_Lavender_Light_18x18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468176125848719634" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S-LdEdC9WtI/AAAAAAAAKQ4/eELm3-IGlWs/s1600/07064_BP_jpeg_Lavender_Light_18x18.jpg"><br /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />Chão humilde. Então<br />riscou-o a sombra de um vôo.<br />"Sou céu" - disse o chão<br /><br />Guilherme de Almeida<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-2393273889058800887?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-56902467631888801522010-04-30T16:32:00.004-03:002010-04-30T16:34:30.733-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S9swu7FZNOI/AAAAAAAAKNY/QwQ3TLA4H_Y/s1600/gustave-dore-morgan-i.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S9swu7FZNOI/AAAAAAAAKNY/QwQ3TLA4H_Y/s200/gustave-dore-morgan-i.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466016155436659938" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />livros cheios de palavras<br />estantes cheias de livros<br />colhi este instante<br /><br />João Angelo Salvadori<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-5690246763188880152?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-63937006938899249242010-04-30T16:30:00.002-03:002010-04-30T16:31:50.284-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S9swGfK6lkI/AAAAAAAAKNI/oRwUjpeKVLw/s1600/Leo-Manso-American-Abstract-Art-z.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S9swGfK6lkI/AAAAAAAAKNI/oRwUjpeKVLw/s200/Leo-Manso-American-Abstract-Art-z.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466015460748858946" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Profundo silêncio.<br />Na escuridão da floresta<br />Dançam vaga-lumes.<br /><br />Eusébio de Souza Sanguini<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-6393700693889924924?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-62490799726250421632010-04-30T16:27:00.001-03:002010-04-30T16:28:43.407-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S9svXTo4poI/AAAAAAAAKNA/OUKC66Tz3WU/s1600/Bill-Parker-American-Abstract-Art-z.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S9svXTo4poI/AAAAAAAAKNA/OUKC66Tz3WU/s200/Bill-Parker-American-Abstract-Art-z.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466014650199484034" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Voz maravilhosa<br />Me dá vontade<br />De ter uma prosa<br /><br />Ana Gennari<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-6249079972625042163?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-9241511808219123672010-04-30T16:26:00.002-03:002010-04-30T16:27:38.136-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S9svIixgbSI/AAAAAAAAKM4/k4nTD0xhS5E/s1600/blue-over-yellows-and-pink_Frank+Beanland.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S9svIixgbSI/AAAAAAAAKM4/k4nTD0xhS5E/s200/blue-over-yellows-and-pink_Frank+Beanland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466014396564139298" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">E o sol nasceu<br />Assim quente e claro<br />Tão feliz quanto eu<br /><br />Ana Gennari<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-924151180821912367?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-55447679771843415742010-04-30T16:22:00.002-03:002010-04-30T16:23:16.784-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S9suHcYfI1I/AAAAAAAAKMw/0LNXNqcBLP4/s1600/illusions+-+Marina+Vyazova.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S9suHcYfI1I/AAAAAAAAKMw/0LNXNqcBLP4/s200/illusions+-+Marina+Vyazova.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466013278157087570" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">A cada minuto<br />o mundo muda de cor<br />— é fim de tarde<br /><br />Marba Furtado<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-5544767977184341574?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-45413793124673895412010-04-30T16:20:00.002-03:002010-04-30T16:21:47.515-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S9stw5aFeKI/AAAAAAAAKMo/nJf68kTXS7k/s1600/orange-and-black-stripes_Tuulikki+Pietila.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S9stw5aFeKI/AAAAAAAAKMo/nJf68kTXS7k/s200/orange-and-black-stripes_Tuulikki+Pietila.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466012890811431074" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Nas frestas das árvores<br />o sol, a névoa, a poeira —<br />novo amanhecer<br /><br />Marba Furtado<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-4541379312467389541?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-67055331787064387792010-04-30T16:17:00.001-03:002010-04-30T16:18:56.277-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S9stGmR4IJI/AAAAAAAAKMg/WkSY1cNbpXM/s1600/white-sails_Frank+Beanland.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S9stGmR4IJI/AAAAAAAAKMg/WkSY1cNbpXM/s200/white-sails_Frank+Beanland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466012164122222738" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />dança na janela<br />vermelha e branca — asa<br />pássaro é flor<br /><br />Nydia Bonetti<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-6705533178706438779?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-13499953119152818672010-04-30T16:14:00.003-03:002010-04-30T16:16:22.462-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S9sseyp1i2I/AAAAAAAAKMY/TXbiXk7acfc/s1600/Arboles+de+Bransen+-+Estela+Marina+Diaz.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S9sseyp1i2I/AAAAAAAAKMY/TXbiXk7acfc/s200/Arboles+de+Bransen+-+Estela+Marina+Diaz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466011480249174882" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Desfolha-se a rosa<br />parece até que floresce<br />o chão cor-de-rosa.<br /><br />Guilherme de Almeida</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-1349995311915281867?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-26734621891099263192010-04-16T16:09:00.002-03:002010-04-16T16:12:06.377-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8i2UTa1_JI/AAAAAAAAKGw/Bb54b4YjUac/s1600/mondo_1+-+Armando+Pedroso.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 96px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8i2UTa1_JI/AAAAAAAAKGw/Bb54b4YjUac/s200/mondo_1+-+Armando+Pedroso.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460815008113228946" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Lua de verão<br />Um pires de porcelana<br />na escuridão<br /><br />Sérgio de Mesquita<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-2673462189109926319?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-15834527723492287562010-04-16T16:07:00.001-03:002010-04-16T16:08:58.334-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8i1wtc6_jI/AAAAAAAAKGo/h7kw_Eo0yVo/s1600/vertical-abstract_Frank+Beanland.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 58px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8i1wtc6_jI/AAAAAAAAKGo/h7kw_Eo0yVo/s200/vertical-abstract_Frank+Beanland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460814396625976882" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Como versos livres<br />- ao toque dos tico-ticos -<br />as flores que caem...<br /><br />Teruko Oda<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-1583452772349228756?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-45451654005557911262010-04-16T16:05:00.001-03:002010-04-16T16:06:51.053-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8i1Q7HDkQI/AAAAAAAAKGg/b68OjLnnQ50/s1600/voyagescape+-+John+Kollig.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8i1Q7HDkQI/AAAAAAAAKGg/b68OjLnnQ50/s200/voyagescape+-+John+Kollig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460813850536546562" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">O casulo feito<br />bicho dentro dele dorme<br />vestido de seda.<br /><br />Urhacy Faustino<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-4545165400555791126?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-67574481302412822202010-04-16T16:01:00.001-03:002010-04-16T16:03:09.493-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8i0ZPtgh8I/AAAAAAAAKGY/N2q0JQhEvWY/s1600/interlocking-shapes_Irene+Stocks.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8i0ZPtgh8I/AAAAAAAAKGY/N2q0JQhEvWY/s200/interlocking-shapes_Irene+Stocks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460812893993863106" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">No porta-retrato<br />um tempo respira,<br />morto.<br /><br />Yeda Prates Bernis<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-6757448130241282220?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-8784809830345578712010-04-16T15:59:00.002-03:002010-04-16T16:00:46.289-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8izy64D85I/AAAAAAAAKGQ/nkG6UgKqB4E/s1600/Edmund-Brucker-Cleveland-School-Art-Painting-z.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 174px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8izy64D85I/AAAAAAAAKGQ/nkG6UgKqB4E/s200/Edmund-Brucker-Cleveland-School-Art-Painting-z.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460812235565953938" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">decifrando códigos<br />o barco atravessa a tarde<br />na pele do tempo<br /><br />Zemaria Pinto<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-878480983034557871?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-14778122567126966232010-04-16T15:56:00.002-03:002010-04-16T15:57:51.890-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8izKVJe30I/AAAAAAAAKGI/sAIJRHvL9rQ/s1600/Marina+Vyazova.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8izKVJe30I/AAAAAAAAKGI/sAIJRHvL9rQ/s200/Marina+Vyazova.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460811538243706690" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">chuva na praia<br />o céu beija o mar<br />– gaivota espera<br /><br />Zezé Pina<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-1477812256712696623?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-33468652474513185912010-04-16T15:49:00.003-03:002010-04-16T15:52:29.064-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8ix4m0brGI/AAAAAAAAKGA/In-jfr5QZPk/s1600/abstract-on-a-theme-of-st-ives_Frank+Beanland.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8ix4m0brGI/AAAAAAAAKGA/In-jfr5QZPk/s200/abstract-on-a-theme-of-st-ives_Frank+Beanland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460810134237981794" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />janela semiaberta<br />a lua entra em casa<br />e meu olhar na rua<br /><br />Luciana Bortoletto<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-3346865247451318591?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-2148400355034298022010-04-14T13:55:00.001-03:002010-04-14T13:56:55.576-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8Xz0Jzgy_I/AAAAAAAAKCw/_jmxvH2R-_Y/s1600/Music+-+Marina+Vyazova.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8Xz0Jzgy_I/AAAAAAAAKCw/_jmxvH2R-_Y/s200/Music+-+Marina+Vyazova.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460038200567319538" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Couve-flor nas mãos,<br />Uma adolescente ensaia<br />A marcha nupcial<br /><br />Teruko Oda<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-214840035503429802?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-52183779866927068432010-04-14T13:54:00.002-03:002010-04-14T13:55:38.427-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8XzgDNDrNI/AAAAAAAAKCo/kV7z-SbE6Go/s1600/Moonshadows-+Mary+Van+Kampen.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 64px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8XzgDNDrNI/AAAAAAAAKCo/kV7z-SbE6Go/s200/Moonshadows-+Mary+Van+Kampen.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460037855198031058" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br />hora da caminhada<br />bando de borboletas<br />segue o jardineiro<br /><br />Rosa Clement<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-5218377986692706843?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-55953300755250566062010-04-14T13:52:00.001-03:002010-04-14T13:53:47.231-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8XzFOFtTgI/AAAAAAAAKCg/1IjaUs_Hpdc/s1600/Georges+Braque+-+Road+near.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8XzFOFtTgI/AAAAAAAAKCg/1IjaUs_Hpdc/s200/Georges+Braque+-+Road+near.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460037394263526914" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Lenta, lentamente,<br />um caleidoscópio gira.<br />Gira-sol poente.<br /><br />Oldegar Vieira<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-5595330075525056606?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-4182587809783974612010-04-14T13:50:00.001-03:002010-04-14T13:52:07.506-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8XyoV91W8I/AAAAAAAAKCY/RMVhKnKA9eU/s1600/de_kooning_two-trees-on-mary-streetamen-1975.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8XyoV91W8I/AAAAAAAAKCY/RMVhKnKA9eU/s200/de_kooning_two-trees-on-mary-streetamen-1975.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460036898161777602" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Ancorado ao chão<br />olho o céu com vaga inveja --<br />Adeus, andorinhas.<br /><br />Douglas Eden<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-418258780978397461?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-9736543112800055952010-04-14T13:49:00.002-03:002010-04-14T13:50:32.959-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8XyUNCcAUI/AAAAAAAAKCQ/b_m3mWKTcqI/s1600/Dale+Chihuly.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8XyUNCcAUI/AAAAAAAAKCQ/b_m3mWKTcqI/s200/Dale+Chihuly.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460036552167784770" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Poça de agua preta,<br />sobre ela a dança amarela<br />de uma borboleta.<br /><br />Cyro Armando Catta Preta<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-973654311280005595?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-51404137477552865182010-04-14T13:47:00.001-03:002010-04-14T13:48:41.394-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8Xx3YwU3rI/AAAAAAAAKCI/6pyib5xB3rc/s1600/Crackery_Crockery_Plate+no.+5+Ornamented+Life.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8Xx3YwU3rI/AAAAAAAAKCI/6pyib5xB3rc/s200/Crackery_Crockery_Plate+no.+5+Ornamented+Life.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460036057096838834" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Libélula voando<br />pára um instante e lança<br />sua sombra no chão<br /><br />H. Masuda Goga<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-5140413747755286518?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-61519709162511800582010-04-14T13:44:00.001-03:002010-04-14T13:45:37.482-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8XxKQ7GEJI/AAAAAAAAKCA/ayzn37jOo7w/s1600/blue-over-white+-+Frank+Beanland.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8XxKQ7GEJI/AAAAAAAAKCA/ayzn37jOo7w/s200/blue-over-white+-+Frank+Beanland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460035281900408978" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">luzes acesas<br />vozes amigas<br />chove melhor<br /><br />Alice Ruiz<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-6151970916251180058?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-41058851201085524242010-04-14T13:42:00.001-03:002010-04-14T13:44:12.653-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8Xw027BJrI/AAAAAAAAKB4/zKuJWrIkM1c/s1600/Anna+Vavilova+1.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8Xw027BJrI/AAAAAAAAKB4/zKuJWrIkM1c/s200/Anna+Vavilova+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460034914143512242" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Quando estamos sós,<br />Devemos nos tratar<br />Por vós.<br /><br />Millôr Fernandes<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-4105885120108552424?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-36789527280426333222010-04-14T13:40:00.002-03:002010-04-14T13:42:34.683-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8XwcztT3aI/AAAAAAAAKBw/iDWqRXv6F2U/s1600/Elia+Weschenfelder.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8XwcztT3aI/AAAAAAAAKBw/iDWqRXv6F2U/s200/Elia+Weschenfelder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460034500963851682" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Ao luar<br />Como reconhecer a flor da cerejeira?<br />Deixando-nos guiar pelo seu perfume<br /><br />Monteiro Lobato<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-3678952728042633322?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-26127546548052054552010-04-14T13:37:00.002-03:002010-04-14T13:38:15.384-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8XvZy_ipJI/AAAAAAAAKBo/Qdds7uqm2KM/s1600/myriam_vasconcelos.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8XvZy_ipJI/AAAAAAAAKBo/Qdds7uqm2KM/s200/myriam_vasconcelos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460033349720646802" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">sem sono<br />vigio a lua:<br />cão sem dono<br /><br />Paulo J. Miskalo<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-2612754654805205455?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-57142382023044550922010-04-14T13:35:00.003-03:002010-04-14T13:36:12.604-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8Xu9VwR2GI/AAAAAAAAKBg/_dqg5jYslMA/s1600/trout-rising_Barbara+Brassey.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8Xu9VwR2GI/AAAAAAAAKBg/_dqg5jYslMA/s200/trout-rising_Barbara+Brassey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460032860835666018" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">o mar o azul o sábado<br />liguei pro céu<br />mas dava sempre ocupado<br /><br />Paulo Leminski<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-5714238202304455092?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-86084950767399835012010-04-14T13:32:00.002-03:002010-04-14T13:33:59.206-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8Xuapl7HxI/AAAAAAAAKBY/URz8pl-QyVE/s1600/Paesaggio+-+Tom+Matucci+1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S8Xuapl7HxI/AAAAAAAAKBY/URz8pl-QyVE/s200/Paesaggio+-+Tom+Matucci+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460032264865521426" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">À beira da estrada<br />Com o pêlo tão sedoso<br />O cachorro morto.<br /><br />Paulo Franchetti<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-8608495076739983501?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-8254890463095248162010-04-06T11:13:00.003-03:002010-04-06T11:15:06.353-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S7tB1VL_F7I/AAAAAAAAJ7w/7qEdYlCv85I/s1600/blue-and-green-over-red_Frank+Beanland.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S7tB1VL_F7I/AAAAAAAAJ7w/7qEdYlCv85I/s200/blue-and-green-over-red_Frank+Beanland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457027757965776818" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">A cada minuto<br />o mundo muda de cor<br />— é fim de tarde<br /><br />Marba Furtado<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-825489046309524816?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-26948114148962660052010-04-06T11:11:00.002-03:002010-04-06T11:13:02.452-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S7tBXkCAKbI/AAAAAAAAJ7o/xDyFl77dIE0/s1600/voyagescape+-+John+Kollig+1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S7tBXkCAKbI/AAAAAAAAJ7o/xDyFl77dIE0/s200/voyagescape+-+John+Kollig+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457027246554360242" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Nas frestas das árvores<br />o sol, a névoa, a poeira —<br />novo amanhecer<br /><br />Marba Furtado<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-2694811414896266005?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-27581455931559796222010-04-06T11:09:00.002-03:002010-04-06T11:10:28.040-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S7tAzRT6ZpI/AAAAAAAAJ7g/Q2Y5rkrh5b4/s1600/city-lights-feb-Frank+Beanland.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 138px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S7tAzRT6ZpI/AAAAAAAAJ7g/Q2Y5rkrh5b4/s200/city-lights-feb-Frank+Beanland.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457026623053915794" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">chuva e escuridão<br />o mesmo céu da infância<br />sem lamparinas<br /><br />Nydia Bonetti<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-2758145593155979622?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-83326961575627432182010-04-06T11:05:00.003-03:002010-04-06T11:07:29.924-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S7tAGH1hKFI/AAAAAAAAJ7Y/F3Q16Hik8rQ/s1600/Massimo+Taccon.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 162px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S7tAGH1hKFI/AAAAAAAAJ7Y/F3Q16Hik8rQ/s200/Massimo+Taccon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457025847416399954" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Damos nomes aos astros...<br />Qual será nosso nome<br />nas estrelas distantes?<br /><br />Helena Kolody<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-8332696157562743218?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-75720272740220367322010-04-06T11:03:00.001-03:002010-04-06T11:05:10.905-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S7s_joRFrgI/AAAAAAAAJ7Q/T5Ti-LW6UNs/s1600/preservation-of-emerald+-+Marina+Vyazova.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S7s_joRFrgI/AAAAAAAAJ7Q/T5Ti-LW6UNs/s200/preservation-of-emerald+-+Marina+Vyazova.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457025254826552834" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Pintou estrelas no muro<br />e teve o céu<br />ao alcance das mãos.<br /><br />Helena Kolody<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-7572027274022036732?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-31278845732843472332010-04-06T11:01:00.002-03:002010-04-06T11:02:51.667-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S7s-_frCPFI/AAAAAAAAJ7I/zVzGJcIynnc/s1600/Raymond-Jonson-American-Abstract-Art-z.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S7s-_frCPFI/AAAAAAAAJ7I/zVzGJcIynnc/s200/Raymond-Jonson-American-Abstract-Art-z.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457024634044169298" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Trêmula gota de orvalho<br />presa na teia de aranha,<br />rebrilhando como estrela.<br /><br />Helena Kolody<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-3127884573284347233?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3866662898863732749.post-60030021786736341572010-04-03T18:41:00.002-03:002010-04-03T18:43:31.279-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S7e2ZAeABoI/AAAAAAAAJ6o/oe_8iXpt6Wk/s1600/coelho_ovos.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3jkdjyd7sJ0/S7e2ZAeABoI/AAAAAAAAJ6o/oe_8iXpt6Wk/s320/coelho_ovos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456030014321460866" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Bombons coloridos<br />na cesta de chocolate –<br />Prenúncio de Páscoa.<br /><br />Benedita Azevedo<br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">Feliz Páscoa aos amigos seguidores do "Caderno de haicais".</span> <span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><br />Um abraço da Tuca</span><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3866662898863732749-6003002178673634157?l=haicais-ilustrados.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tuca Korshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06009962020080557269noreply@blogger.com0