THE THINGS – Poetry by Jorge Luis Borges

8 years ago

THE THINGS The coins, the stick, the keychain, the quick lock, the later notes that they can not read my…

FACES OF MARBLE – Journey in the Apuan Alps, to learn about Cipollino, Bardiglio and piperino, stones, much enjoyed by sculptors

8 years ago

Starting from Carrara http://www.turismomassacarrara.it/en/default.aspx you have the opportunity to do 15 km until Campocecina, under Mone Sangro, the starting point…

CARETTA CARETTA, 180 KG OF WONDER – Journey on the island of Zakynthos, to find water and the colors of a crystalline horizon

8 years ago

http://www.visitgreece.gr/ You'll have to get away from Laganas and from the crowded tourist resorts, to find out what this island…

THE POISON – Poetry by Charles Baudelaire

8 years ago

THE POISON The wine can play the most sordid hovel, with a marvelous luxury, and raises more than a fabulous…

THOSE YOUR ORANGES HAIR – Poetry of Paul Eluard

8 years ago

THOSE YOUR ORANGES HAIR Those your hair orange in the emptiness of the world, in the empty glass heavy with…

I CANNOT GIVE A DEFINITION TO WHAT I PAINT – Yves Tanguy: spontaneous landscapes with no preconceived ideas

8 years ago

YVES TANGUY 1/6 – He was born and died in January, wrapped in the winters of Paris and Woodbury. In…

SHADOWS – Poetry by Henrik Nordbrandt

8 years ago

SHADOWS So I thought of you and I have written so much about you, not to know who you were.…

WORDS IN THE FORM OF CLOUD OF DUST – Poetry by Octavio Paz

8 years ago

WORDS IN THE FORM OF CLOUD OF DUST I open the window overlooking anywhere. The window that opens inward. The…

FAREWELL – Poetry by Joseph Alexandrovich Brodsky

8 years ago

FAREWELL Farewell, forget and forgive. And burn the letters, such as a bridge. And that is your courageous journey, which…