AIR LIGHT – L. Luisi: This is the time that assembles the dreams and there is absorbed, and the bright air escapes all in white with a large moon. CACTUS FLOWER – American Indian Navaho Song: The darkness gathers, leading cactus flowers in your hair. SHATTER – E. Sodergran: Look? A star fell with a crash! Do not go out …Read More »
WITH ROSSELLA, GONE WITH THE WIND: A spiral horizons of Georgia, looking for a general and a charming woman. You will not find either of them, but something more valuable.
Unbelievable, but true. Sometimes a film can be something other than an mere fiction. Rossella a girl from Georgia, has proposed its route spiraling strange. Only by reading her whole article, we understand the reasons for its choice. She left the city of Atlanta at the bottom of the vortex, taking us by the hand into the wonder of her …Read More »
UNITED COLORS OF GENERATIONS – Rings shining in the bend of the river, newcomers, at the foot of the hill.
LIKE THE RINGS – M. Guiducci: Avi my, you who cross the time, like ants in a long line, each jealously holding its own weight. How much you gave me I have passed to others, such as a ring, in a game of children. HOW LEAVES – Mimnermus: As the leaves, we drink the warmth of a season that runs …Read More »
UNITED COLORS OF THE FUTURE – Hands unborn await us, where everything is possible, including the feathers.
BUILDERS – E. Verhaeren: Hands know the couple hope to force unanimous, dazzled builders of the towers of the future, where the stones of silver firmer ideas glow in the wind, impregnated with space and light. IN THE WOMBS – Hermann Hesse: I love women, slender and beautiful, still unborn rest in the wombs of their years. Then it will …Read More »
TO THE EAST OF INDIA: Not only Bali. Indonesia charming villages and volcanoes, virgin forests and the sea, is more. Much more.
Bulan, Moon. This is our correspondent in Indonesia, proud of its 400 volcanoes and its 13,660 islands. We do not know personally, but we like to imagine – by the memory of pictures and videos already viewed – that her is one of those amazing smiles and disarming those only gentleness (meekness and living in contact with nature) is able …Read More »
SURRENDERING – E. Jabès: The house of the crowds dozing in the cradle, that the hands of the nurse are swinging. The house of crazy swings, the trees, the leaves hide – ON THE TOPSOIL – E. Verhaeren: Growing nonsense, like a flower fatal, in the soil of the senses. I want to go into madness, and his alone. FOOLS …Read More »
UNITED COLOURS OF HAPPINESS – Fresh Wind in the hand and rattling fantastic joys of wax to seal daisies.
FRESH WILD – A. Akhmatova: And with wild freshness, with force, I blew into the face of happiness. MOMENTS OF LIFE – C. Guerzoni: I hold in the hollow of his hand, as firefly afraid, this moment of life, escaped the rational calculation of time. NOISE – R. Radiguet: Happiness, I recognized only at the sound made when you left. …Read More »
IN THE BAY OF PERFUME, HONK KONG: Susie Wang left her charm, in this corner of China, including islands and secluded temples scented
She are not Susie Wong, but the peculiarity of the routes that she offers us is an incredible charm. The editors of the Meeting Benches is extremely grateful for the contribution that publishing this woman of China (Hong Kong provides our readers. For friends who want to contribute: firstname.lastname@example.org An evening cruise of at least four hours, with Susie – …Read More »
UNITED COLORS OF ETERNITY – Grains of sand and flight of souls, out of time, including dizziness indefatigable mirrors.
GRAINS OF MILE – On Shih: You and I are like two short-lived, in the midst of the universe. Two grains of millet in the ocean. Great pain is that life is so short. I’d like to hold on to one of the immortals, and go with him. I want to embrace the moon, to stare into eternity. STRANGE FLIGHT …Read More »