THE DICE-BOX The title (probably inspired by the “roll of the dice” Mallarme), condensing what you see: a set of various elements fused into poetry. This has its own logic that feeds data into the unconscious, inspired by the Romantic poets. This prose poem, is closed on itself, humor and imagination are born by the play of words, but also …
Read More »PARALLELS: Poetry, by Eugene Guillevic
PARALLELS You go, the space is large, there are borders, we want to talk. But what we tell, the other already knows, because from the outset, erased, forgotten, is still the same adventure. In dreams we meet, we love, we are complete. Does it go farther, than in ourselves, or another. (Eugene Guillevic) http://www.amazon.co.uk/The-Other-Poems-Eugene-Guillevic/dp/0976844982
Read More »QUIMPER FESTIVAL, FRENCH CORNWALL – Triumph of ringers
QUIMPER FESTIVAL, FRENCH CORNWALL https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=da_5annvWx0
Read More »PAUL HENRY (1877/1958), IRISH PAINTER: No one, better than him, was able to send the essence of quiet Ireland
PREHISTORIC ROCK PAINTINGS IN THE WORLD: The colors of wonder, at the dawn of civilization
AUSTRALIAN ABORIGINAL PAINTINGS: Painting the time and space, telling the stories of the dream-time
WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY: Australian Aborigines, the vibrations of the didgeridoo
AUSTRALIAN ABORIGENES – The vibrations of the didgeridoo https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IRF6r7k1ymg
Read More »AUSTRALIAN STORIES: Romance, by Henry Lawson
AUSTRALIAN STORIES A collection of short stories, which speaks of a time in the distant Australia. Inside the pages of this book, you’ll find humans who breathed the air – herders and miners – people who were able to live and create solidarity. You will not find the name of the main protagonist, but page after page, too, will find …
Read More »STEPS: Poetry by Dennis Haskell
STEPS A man was going on the grains compact the coast of Geraldton, alongside waves hesitant on shells, the smooth incessant restless Indian Ocean. Walking does not imitate, he thought, wondering where to go, a bit ‘sterposo, he thought on these sands otherwise deserted by mounds of seaweed scattered purple and black rocks with strange shapes, could walk forever, the …
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