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Blog do escritor Luís Soares

Walt Whitman - Song of Myself (52)

The past and present wilt — I have fill'd them, emptied them,
And proceed to fill my next fold of the future.

 

Listener up there! what have you to confide to me?
Look in my face while I snuff the sidle of evening,
(Talk honestly, no one else hears you, and I stay only a
     minute longer.)

 

Do I contradict myself?
Very well then I contradict myself,
(I am large, I contain multitudes.)

 

I concentrate toward them that are nigh, I wait on the door-slab.

 

Who has done his day's work? who will soonest be through
     with his supper?
Who wishes to walk with me?

 

Will you speak before I am gone? will you prove already too
     late?

Olha uma Aida.

The Opera recording event of the year. This magnificent recording of Aida, made in Rome, rises to all the musical and dramatic challenges presented by Verdi’s richly-coloured Egyptian epic. Antonio Pappano, once again proving his mastery of Italian opera, moves between sumptuous grandeur and touching intimacy. The responses of the Orchestra e Coro dell’Accademia Nazionale di Santa Cecilia are both immediate and vibrant, while the singers – Anja Harteros, Jonas Kaufmann, Ekaterina Semenchuk, Ludovic Tézier and Erwin Schrott – do justice to every facet of their roles.