<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Anseio em Poesia]]></title><description><![CDATA[Anseio Em Poesia]]></description><link>https://sheylacdiniz.wixsite.com/anseio-em-poesia/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2026 07:34:46 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://sheylacdiniz.wixsite.com/anseio-em-poesia/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Paraíso extemporâneo]]></title><description><![CDATA[Em textos apócrifos No ocultismo da lua N'alquimia das bruxas Foi Lilith! A primeira a se esbaldar com Adão. Mas versátil e insubmissa...]]></description><link>https://sheylacdiniz.wixsite.com/anseio-em-poesia/post/para%C3%ADso-extempor%C3%A2neo</link><guid isPermaLink="false">630011ad3d5536703320b4a4</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Aug 2022 22:50:17 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/16a846_3c953592092e4236bf4b6cfd16b6caf1~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_201,h_203,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>sheylacdiniz</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Posições ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Virou-me de frente e penetrou fundo outra vez Tão fundo quanto os meus olhos de volúpia insaciada. _ Sabe por que te virei? Do seu olhar...]]></description><link>https://sheylacdiniz.wixsite.com/anseio-em-poesia/post/posi%C3%A7%C3%B5es-sheyla-diniz-05-07-2019</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62fc84ac96ab59ff31b4ce13</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2022 06:04:37 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/16a846_30bdd444a19f488392a8d205f33da3ee~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_724,h_519,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>sheylacdiniz</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[A quem possa interessar ]]></title><description><![CDATA[SUBTÍTULO: O FEMINISMO COMPREENSIVO MUNDIAL Faz um tempo Estudo eu contracultura Aquela dos sixties: ai, um vórtice transnacional... Em...]]></description><link>https://sheylacdiniz.wixsite.com/anseio-em-poesia/post/a-quem-possa-interessar-sheyla-diniz-18-02-2017</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62fc84439759d31324c32ace</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2022 06:02:51 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/16a846_a1ffd6f68c1a47c598932951421a0eb7~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_693,h_426,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>sheylacdiniz</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Pan-visita permanente ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Desde então vem o poeta, chuta a cadeira em que minha bunda acomodava-se, estagnada, em frente à tela do computador e, com uma seringa...]]></description><link>https://sheylacdiniz.wixsite.com/anseio-em-poesia/post/pan-visita-permanente-sheyla-diniz-02-01-2017</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62fc83c456ea9549d27ac838</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2022 06:01:07 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/16a846_0ad2586c88104d09921c2ef109f5ab02~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_243,h_345,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>sheylacdiniz</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Tese-Poiesis ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Tese e Poesia se fazem com a Pélvis. Tese, Poesia, Eu. Meu Cu e Clitóris também. Momentos-movimentos de ansiedade vitoriosa (?) De uma...]]></description><link>https://sheylacdiniz.wixsite.com/anseio-em-poesia/post/tese-poiesis-sheyla-diniz-27-12-2016</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62fc8395a0f660d603a4930c</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2022 05:58:58 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/16a846_731ae623efe741dcbcb3238d3f748062~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_500,h_149,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>sheylacdiniz</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Ode aos peitos ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Meus peitos protuberaram aos dez. O sangue jorrou, desde então, aos onze. Mas os peitos (é deles que quero falar). Estão cá......]]></description><link>https://sheylacdiniz.wixsite.com/anseio-em-poesia/post/ode-aos-peitos-sheyla-diniz-15-10-2016</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62fc835539459fbcf2b6f37c</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2022 05:58:09 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/16a846_1cc7e4d0b5824462bbd1d3b92e15ed20~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_520,h_334,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>sheylacdiniz</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Ego ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Trago no peito: Um oco Um soco Um grito Um eco Um ardo Um salto... Um fardo! Pois se me falta: Palco. Sheyla Diniz (18.06.2016)]]></description><link>https://sheylacdiniz.wixsite.com/anseio-em-poesia/post/ego-sheyla-diniz-18-06-2016</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62fc83161b9350313be662cc</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2022 05:57:06 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/16a846_18fe11f74d7442b380cd7b145fd03c3e~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_554,h_319,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>sheylacdiniz</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[45 Cº ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Caminhava pelo rio Encosta, beira mar Sol do meio dia Marcas no peito. Vira-mundo revirado Marcas no corpo Por detrás, um morro Dois...]]></description><link>https://sheylacdiniz.wixsite.com/anseio-em-poesia/post/45-c%C2%BA-sheyla-diniz-17-02-2016</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62fc82d256ea9549d27ac7f9</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2022 05:56:12 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/16a846_c2df1cafb12f45f4b2c0c72119345b27~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_960,h_720,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>sheylacdiniz</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[De corpo, Mautner e alma clara ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Livre Corpo livre no espaço Pés fincados no chão Dança A menina dança A mulher tem tesão Tem sim! Livre Corpo livre no espaço Pés...]]></description><link>https://sheylacdiniz.wixsite.com/anseio-em-poesia/post/de-corpo-mautner-e-alma-clara-sheyla-diniz-15-08-2015</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62fc8073dddfa712686ffbb6</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2022 05:54:57 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/16a846_083f93c76bbe4bed9eb603edb9a2c0d3~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_369,h_443,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>sheylacdiniz</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Retrato na parede ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Duas mulheres em minha sala. Bundas à mostra num cararet francês. "A redondinha é a tua cara...". Há quem disse que comeria as três....]]></description><link>https://sheylacdiniz.wixsite.com/anseio-em-poesia/post/retrato-na-parede-sheyla-diniz-19-12-2014</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62fc801680af094287fa6771</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2022 05:44:32 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/16a846_62aa0f3386354049bf42c487f937ca90~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_693,h_463,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>sheylacdiniz</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Transfiguração ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Morreu na madrugada do dia 4 de dezembro de 2014. Velaram seu corpo só os pensamentos. Em silêncio. Aos prantos. Sangrando. "Já foi...]]></description><link>https://sheylacdiniz.wixsite.com/anseio-em-poesia/post/transfigura%C3%A7%C3%A3o-sheyla-diniz-04-12-2014</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62fc7fc6ef5d7e3942a88f23</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2022 05:43:14 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/16a846_cc23d8ab62164060b3d289fc12d2cecc~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_693,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>sheylacdiniz</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Notting Hill ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Mania de escrever para que a memória não me falhe. Mania de escrever para me convencer de que tudo foi conforme deveria ter sido. Planos....]]></description><link>https://sheylacdiniz.wixsite.com/anseio-em-poesia/post/notting-hill-sheyla-diniz-30-08-2014</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62fc7f79452bbc5dc991dbf2</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2022 05:41:49 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/16a846_528cbb5377c347e0ada0824176199eb3~mv2.png/v1/fit/w_513,h_492,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>sheylacdiniz</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Garota do tempo (quase um jet lag) ]]></title><description><![CDATA[O dia de hoje é similar Similar àqueles dias frios. Céu nublado, manteau, chapéu e luvas. Chuva fina e uma pulsão de liberdade que não...]]></description><link>https://sheylacdiniz.wixsite.com/anseio-em-poesia/post/garota-do-tempo-quase-um-jet-lag-sheyla-diniz-26-07-2014</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62fc7eea87e163d79c5b308f</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2022 05:40:36 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/16a846_d9e23c5c9a644ef486822c0c7f00199a~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_514,h_458,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>sheylacdiniz</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Viagem urbana ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Janela Eu de dentro. Um mundo me observa Lá de fora. Choca-se contra mim De modo violento. Paisagem vista e revista Irremediavelmente...]]></description><link>https://sheylacdiniz.wixsite.com/anseio-em-poesia/post/viagem-urbana-sheyla-diniz-01-07-2014</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62fc7e5202a1fb5fddc3ec00</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2022 05:37:55 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/16a846_86160d43d417482480f281bc95cd43b1~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_693,h_900,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>sheylacdiniz</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[As águas de Catarina ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Mergulho Catarina está com ares modernos. Dissipou-se. “Le transitoire, le contingent, la moitié de l’art”. Desde então se arruma e sai...]]></description><link>https://sheylacdiniz.wixsite.com/anseio-em-poesia/post/as-%C3%A1guas-de-catarina-sheyla-diniz-01-07-2014</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62fc7d317c5655730c301c40</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2022 05:35:34 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/16a846_89f1941188024c06b69b74d0de5d712c~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_600,h_337,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>sheylacdiniz</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Os amores da minha vida ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Madrugada Minha cama Carregada Boemia Amores trágicos E safados E tão breves Do passado Voltaram como Que nem fantasmas Atiçando A...]]></description><link>https://sheylacdiniz.wixsite.com/anseio-em-poesia/post/os-amores-da-minha-vida-sheyla-diniz-28-02-2013</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62fc7c6379673f2d589fd940</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2022 05:30:37 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/16a846_2a6dab99b47748fbb02e93fb5d68fa15~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_693,h_903,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>sheylacdiniz</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Seus pelos ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Cheiro de coisa doce e visceral. Suor cálido que me envolve os poros. Que me coça a boca e me roça o peito. Ata-me! Colchão de espuma...]]></description><link>https://sheylacdiniz.wixsite.com/anseio-em-poesia/post/seus-pelos-sheyla-diniz-20-05-2011</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62fc7c0d77e166eeb070943a</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2022 05:27:14 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/16a846_2cd1ca143c0847a390b1a0bcd1d38885~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_693,h_503,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>sheylacdiniz</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Perto da maior cidade do Brasil ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Eu vivo num apartamento Olhando os mortais da rua Da janela, na chuva, Correndo atrás de um sonho eu, Como eu. Em tardes de muitas águas...]]></description><link>https://sheylacdiniz.wixsite.com/anseio-em-poesia/post/perto-da-maior-cidade-do-brasil-sheyla-diniz-05-03-2011</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62fc7bb420202ebe379707cc</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2022 05:25:56 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/16a846_b6c04874733f4459b8b2ccc8f292d49c~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_544,h_715,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>sheylacdiniz</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Gauche na vida ]]></title><description><![CDATA[Meus parentes não concordam com minha incauta solidão. De tantas noites perdidas com estudos dedicados, Casamento excomungado meu pudor...]]></description><link>https://sheylacdiniz.wixsite.com/anseio-em-poesia/post/gauche-na-vida-sheyla-diniz-16-02-2011</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62fc7b58a0f660d603a49101</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2022 05:24:19 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/16a846_48dedc569aa64e5fbf87cf978cd0a53a~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_150,h_212,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>sheylacdiniz</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Sem precedentes ]]></title><description><![CDATA[mijei na praça ao lado meu antigo amigo na estrada da ousadia a 120 quilômetros por hora com palpitação numa madrugada escura errei o...]]></description><link>https://sheylacdiniz.wixsite.com/anseio-em-poesia/post/sem-precedentes-sheyla-diniz-13-02-2011</link><guid isPermaLink="false">62fc7982a4063a31627c6caa</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Aug 2022 05:18:08 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/16a846_b6203cf7e5a244bab94845a3d5d7d3b3~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_693,h_407,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>sheylacdiniz</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>