He holds a Bachelor's degree in Mathematics from the Federal University of Ceará (1986), a Bachelor's degree in Mathematics from the Federal University of Ceará (1986), a Master's degree in Mathematics from the Federal University of Ceará (1988) and a PhD in Mathematics from the University of São Paulo (1996). Post-Doctorate (January 2003 - December 2003),CAPES, Spain University of Murcia, Prof. Luis Alias.Currently Associate Professor III at the Federal University of Ceará..I have retired from teaching and mentoring students, but I am still active in research. Retired Professor Active in Post-Graduation/PROPAP- UFC ,PhD in Mathematics - USP, 1996
Rachel Janfaza love !
sexy
Book or movie ??
Hard choice !
Reminds me of when a “Potter” Book and movie got released “
Aldir Chaves Brasil Júnior
He holds a Bachelor's degree in Mathematics from the Federal University of Ceará (1986), a Bachelor's degree in Mathematics from the Federal University of Ceará (1986), a Master's degree in Mathematics from the Federal University of Ceará (1988) and a PhD in Mathematics from the University of São Paulo (1996). Post-Doctorate (January 2003 - December 2003),CAPES, Spain University of Murcia, Prof. Luis Alias.Currently Associate Professor III at the Federal University of Ceará..I have retired from teaching and mentoring students, but I am still active in research. Retired Professor Active in Post-Graduation/PROPAP- UFC ,PhD in Mathematics - USP, 1996
Richmond Lattimore or
Brendan Behan’s new play or Le Balcon or Les Nègres
of Genet, but I don’t, I stick with Verlaine
after practically going to sleep with quandariness
and for Mike I just stroll into the PARK LANE
Liquor Store and ask for a bottle of Strega and
then I go back where I came from to 6th Avenue
and the tobacconist in the Ziegfeld Theatre and
casually ask for a carton of Gauloises and a carton
of Picayunes, and a NEW YORK POST with her face on it
and I am sweating a lot by now and thinking of
leaning on the john door in the 5 SPOT
while she whispered a song along the keyboard
to Mal Waldron and everyone and I stopped breathing
The Day Lady Died
By Frank O’Hara
It is 12:20 in New York a Friday
three days after Bastille day, yes
it is 1959 and I go get a shoeshine
because I will get off the 4:19 in Easthampton
at 7:15 and then go straight to dinner
and I don’t know the people who will feed me
I walk up the muggy street beginning to sun
and have a hamburger and a malted and buy
an ugly NEW WORLD WRITING to see what the poets
in Ghana are doing these days
I go on to the bank
and Miss Stillwagon (first name Linda I once heard)
doesn’t even look up my balance for once in her life
and in the GOLDEN GRIFFIN I get a little Verlaine
for Patsy with drawings by Bonnard although I do
think of Hesiod, trans. Richmond Lattimore or
Brendan Behan’s new play or Le Balcon or Les Nègres
of Genet, but I don’t, I stick with Verlaine
after practically going to sleep with quandariness
and for Mike I just stroll into the PARK LANE
Liquor Store and ask for a bottle of Strega and
then I go back where I came from to 6th Avenue
and the tobacconist in the Ziegfeld Theatre and
casually ask for a carton of Gauloises and a carton
of Picayunes, and a NEW YORK POST with her face on it
and I am sweating a lot by now and thinking of
leaning on the john door in the 5 SPOT
while she whispered a song along the keyboard
to Mal Waldron and everyone and I stopped breathing
Copyright Credit: Frank O’Hara, “The Day Lady Died” from Lunch Poems. Copyright © 1964 by Frank O’Hara. Reprinted with the permission of City Lights Books.
Source: The Collected Poems of Frank O'Hara (1995)
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