Meeting Benches World art in all forms

Compassionate, dramatic, and moving. To Kill A Mockingbird – a novel by Harper Lee – takes readers to the roots of human behavior – to innocence and experience, kindness and cruelty, love and hatred, humor and pathos. The existential shades of this novel of a childhood in a sleepy Southern town, and the crisis of conscience that rocked it, became both …

ALL LETTERS OF LOVE All love letters are ridiculous. Would not be love letters if they were not ridiculous. I also wrote in my time love letters, like the others, ridiculous. Love letters, if there is love, must be ridiculous. But after all, only those who have never written love letters are ridiculous. I wish it were still the time …

MOON Chimney smoke up and down. The moon is a white ape digging a well. The moon is a white ape smiling wanly on the river how many times blood trickles out of the sky. The white ape flows past a bell tower. The moon is a white ape smiling wanly. The moon breaks its own heart (Hai Zi) http://www.amazon.com/Autumn-Rooftops-English-Chinese-Edition/dp/0924047763 …

THE HAPPY SUN IS SHINING The happy sun is shining, the fields are green and joyful, but my poor heart is pining for something far away. It is pining just for you, it is pining for thy kiss. It does not matter if you’re true to this. What matter is just you. I now the sea is beaming under the …

Welcome to Santiago de Compostela, my amazing and incomparable city. To visit it, just that you have a tour guide, but to learn something really special (around the city), you need the help of a friend, that is mine. I am happy to meet you, my name is Alonzo and what I want to give you is 35 km from …

MY LOVE IS DEAD My love is dead. Go to his deathbed, all under the weeping willow. (Thomas Chatterton) http://www.amazon.it/Complete-Chatterton-Illustrated-English-Edition-ebook/dp/B00PE1J0B0

THE SKY IN A ROOM When you’re here with me, this room has no walls but trees, infinite trees. When you’re here with me, this purple ceiling no, no longer exists. I see the sky above us, that we stay here abandoned, as if there was nothing left, nothing left in the world. Harmonious sounds, like an organ that vibrates …

BALLAD OF GOOD DOCTRINE Whether the bubbles around you bring, you are or who cheat cheat at dice, coiner of money, and you’ll burn like those that are blanched, cowardly perjury, faithless. You steal, take, perform robberies: where does the fruit, do not see it? All the taverns and the whores. Make rhymes’s wit, strumming, playing harpsichord and lute, abject …