WITHOUT YOU: Poetry, by John Keats (1795/1821)

9 years ago

WITHOUT YOU I can not exist without you. I forget about everything but to see you again: my life seems…

A HILL NEXT TO THE SEA: To Guyan Mestras, France, between bullfighting and cookies with pine nuts

9 years ago

A long stretch of white sandy beaches and full of wind, but also ponds and woods. The Landes begin right…

A SMALL NIGHT – Poetry, by Yukio Mishima (1925/1970)

9 years ago

A SMALL NIGHT A small night storm blows, saying falling is the essence of a flower, preceding those who hesitate.…

AND NOT NEVER DIE – Poetry, by Boris Ryzyi (1974/2001)

9 years ago

AND NOT NEVER DIE A ship glazed, the door, the table, the bed. Living is hard and uncomfortable, but it…

THE HURRICANE: Poetry, by Léopold Sédar Senghor

9 years ago

THE HURRICANE The hurricane uproots everything around me, the hurricane uproots me in leaves and useless words. Whirlwinds of passion…

WE NOW THERE WE GO, GRADUALLY: Poetry, by Sergei Alexandrovich Yesenin

9 years ago

WE NOW THERE WE GO, GRADUALLY We now we go little by little, to the land where joy and peace.…