All? Not everyone. I love the sea, but I had one of my “personal fortune” to a child, my parents introduced me to that great part of me (and our planet), which is called water. Yes, from the pool of my city, to learn about different places – around the world – my mother and my father visited frequently, to …Read More »
POETRY – By Joseba Sarrionandia “The poetry created the earth, the earth created water, the water created the wood, Wood created the leaf, the leaf created the wind, the wind created the goldfinch, goldfinch created poetry. The poetry of the earth killed the ground water killed the water killed the wood Wood killed the leaf the leaf killed the wind …Read More »
UNITED COLORS OF WRITING: Far away from the ghosts, following routes that melodiously lead to a book, to find the pride of things absent.
SAFE LANDING – S. Mallarmé: The world exists, to arrive at a book. SUCCESSION OF WORDS – G. Bufalino: The lithe succession, with each other, the words; and be answered; melodiously and pretend the motions of the heart. WRITINGS KISSES – F. Kafka: The kisses written, do not arrive at their destination, but are consumed by the ghosts along the …Read More »
MARSEILLE, THE SCENT OF MEMORIES: Sometimes they come back, you gorgeous. There is a particular shade of emotion tied to feelings, whose flavor is inside you, forever
I follow Meeting Benches for some months, and I was intrigued – especially – the editorial contributions of some readers, that is, from what their share of travel experiences. The last – one on Sussex – opened within me an invisible door, releasing a delicate fragrance that I had (deliberately) erased from my memory. In my case, sharing my feelings …Read More »
THE NATIVITY, THE CARESS OF THE SOUL: Come in Assisi, enters the Upper Basilica. Giotto and Francis are waiting
He was known by the name of Ambrose or Angiolo, but we remember – watching with amazement its frescoes – as Giotto, an Italian painter and architect, probably born in 1267. Certa, is instead a second date, due to the reason which I will narrate the story of my trip to Italy, in a city with a highly evocative name, …Read More »
UPPER WEST SIDE. YES, NEW YORK: Eating at Spazzia and warm at Sarabeth, without forgetting to photograph the stairs fire
Welcome to Manhattan, and thanks to Meeting Benches for the hospitality. Nice to meet you, I’m Mike. I’m sorry, we do not meet Tom Hanks, Meg Ryan and even (perhaps, Diane Keaton or Distin Hoffman), but – with a little imagination – I’ll go with you in some of his avenue, with the certainty that observing limousine and restaurants, you …Read More »
“The most beautiful sea has not been crossed yet. The most beautiful of our children is not yet grown. Most interesting of our days we have not seen yet. And that I’d tell you more beautiful did not tell you I have not said. ” (Nazim Hikmet)Read More »
DUBAI, AN OPPORTUNITY NOT TO BE MISSED: Sea and business, looking at the future, but remembering that for purchases, it is better to go there in the spring.
Hello, I’m Ameena, I hope, strongly, that you do not consider my country – as some hasty tourists – just a stopover to Thailand. Sure, in the Persian Gulf sheikhdoms are seven, but I will speak only of my Dubai. You will have already seen the duty free of our airport, but your eyes have seen only one clove, small, …Read More »
A PIRATE AND AN ESKIMO BUT ALSO AN EGYPTIAN: Come with us to Bjorn. It has an interesting personal library, and also a nice fire going, Norway.
True. The benches of Meeting Benches are open to each of the cardinal points, therefore, the sole condition that respects the copyright, any friend of ours can stop a little with us, chatting, as we sit to review a book recently read or the narrative fabric of something that we are writing. Why not, even a poem. Not to mention …Read More »
LIKE THE SAILORS, HINDELOOPEN, NETHERLANDS: Landscapes and old sailing ships, channels and timeless furniture.
Not far from Amsterdam – my city – I’ll take you in a “little-big” place, co safety to leave a precious memory. I knew Hindeloopen (Friesland), many years ago, with my father. Today, back in the small village of sailors, I will show you and tell you what it has never disappeared from my memory. As you can see, those …Read More »