Poetic Breaths

This Saturday, we will share with our listeners, in the form of breaths, poetic words of ancestral wisdom. words as old as the smell of the rain now, as new as time immemorial... in short, timeless words, with feathers and arrows and song and thunder. we bring from the forests, from yvy, from the hutukara short, deep breaths of wise forest people whose potency inoculates spring at all times. this autumn, we bring the fertilizing words of spring to celebrate the indigenous april from sun to sun, from moon to moon, from january to january, all year round, again and again, in the eternalizing time of this poetics of knowledge, of the dialogues of the forest, of the enchantment that is the verbal arts by the campfire. these words, so little known to many of us, have resonated in the air of Plurinação Pindorama Brazil and beyond for more than 520 years. they resist, resounding. what we are sharing with you today is pure poetry beyond form, it is body-poetry, total poetry. with you, the voices of the forest in the speeches of Ailton Krenak, Davi Kopenawa, Cristine Takua and Carlos Papá -- voice: Ailton Krenak, Davi Kopenawa, Carlos Papá, Cristine Tekuá -- creation: Juliana Bittencourt and Silvia Nogueira -- presentation and voice: Silvia Nogueira -- technique: Bruna Quevedo