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Poema: ONE ART (Arte Ida) - Elizabeth Bishop

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The art of losing isn’t hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster.    Lose something every day. Accept the fluster of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. The art of losing isn’t hard to master.   Then practice losing farther, losing faster: places, and names, and where it was you meant to travel. None of these will bring disaster.   I lost my mother’s watch. And look! my last, or next-to-last, of three loved houses went. The art of losing isn’t hard to master.    I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster, some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent. I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster.    —Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture I love) I shan’t have lied. It’s evident the art of losing’s not too hard to master though it may look like ( Write it!) like disaster.   Tetun: ARTE IDA   Arte kona-ba lakon la susar atu bele hatene Buat barak hare'e hanesan nakonu ho intensa

Mane-klosan ida be Sosa Jaket Jeep

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Dadeer tuku hitu, iha kios ropa ida iha merkadu Lospalos, jaket marka Jeep tahan rua koor metan no xokolate   tara ona tuituir malu hamutuk ho ropa sira seluk iha uma tatiis. Tiu Bano, nain ba kios-ropa ne'e dasa hela kios laran hodi hateke lesuk ba liur ba jaket rua be tara hela. Dasa hotu rai mak Tiu Bano foin bele han ninia matabisu dadeer. Xá manas kopu ida nia halo rasik ho bee nono husi buli-eletriku. Xá ne’e akompanha ho dosi molen fuan haat iha bikan kiik ida. Dosi molen ne'e nia sosa husi maluk vizinhu negosiante ida iha ninia kios sorin. Han dadauk, tiu Bano nia matan atensaun nafatin ba ropa sira ne’ebé nia faan iha kios tatiis no kios laran. Mane klosan ida lao tama mai hodi hateke hetan jaket Jeep metan no mutin be tara hela. Nia hateke ba mai buka kios nain. Tiu Bano hare'e hetan mane-klosan ne'e, para kedas nia matabisu, hamriik lao hasoru nia kliente dahuluk ba dadeer ida ne'e ho oin midar. 'Bondia tiu, jaket ne'e hira?' Mane

VIAJEN DAHULUK BA SUAI (II)

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    “Tiu António, bele tula lai ha’u ba haree Kapela Suai ka? Husi ne’e dook ka besik?” Ha’u husu ho oin la hakmatek. Ókulu metan proteje netik ha’u-nia matan husi loron manas tuku sanulu dadeer iha Suai.   “Ah, kapela ka mana? Bele. Besik hela sah,” nia hatan no ami mos sai dadaun ona husi aeroportu Suai be foun hela ne’e.   Sai husi aeroportu Suai, ha’u admira tebes Suai nia estrada sidade laran be mesak tetuk no luan. Viajen ho kareta tuan ne’e sente hanesan fali sa’e hela aviaun be semo hela iha kalohan leten. Husi dook ha’u hateke hetan foho Taroman iha parte osidental hamriik furak ho nia kor azul iha ninia orizonte. Husi estrada sorisorin, populasaun nia uma forma tuituir malu. Barak liu uma bloku be foin halo hela maibé uma tuan sira mos mantein hela ninia kor be tuan ona. Iha uma talin tradisional balun típiku Suai nian ho ‘leni’ tara hela iha nia oin ho amostra oioin.   Loja xineza ‘zhing zhang’ baratu sira mos loke hela hodi parlenta sasán be habosok matan ho kor o