Sure, my city is also an industrial center (but this, you do not care). Let’s talk about what can make your trip a palatable in my city and in my land. In the lower part of the city, you’ll notice the two churches (San Sebastian and Los Trinitarios), but if you love archeology, I can accompany you in the Palacio …
Read More »UNITED COLOURS OF SENSATION: A blink while you’re looking at the sky in eyes, picking up the sound of the sensations
FLOWERS IN THE WIND – G. Apollinaire: Your eyelids flying like flowers, flying in the wind gone mad. WONDERS VISUAL – R. Barthes: The debunker of our senses, touch. In contrast to the view, which is the most magical. The wonderful visual reasoning suffers the assault of touch. HEAVEN IN YOUR EYES – J. Maragall y Gorina: Lord, if the …
Read More »NEWS OF HUNGER – Poetry of Federico DÃaz Granados
NEWS OF HUNGER “Are inhabited by hunger. And all they tell me. It is not the fear or doubt, just a rhythm intact, that does not touch the beach with his salt. Hunger is perhaps a slight testament, or this insistence on destroying the house, and renew the stone in a dream. Little is what I remember of …
Read More »THREE INCHES OF SKIN: Poetry by Laura Corraducci
THREE INCHES OF SKIN “Three inches of skin you have sewn to life, I like a belt. The points also secured rights to, three crosses on Golgotha your meat. Is the wind, to untie me from your hips. Come fire, to burn inside a thunder. Butterfly loose powder on the wall, death today steal the scars. “ (Laura Corraducci)
Read More »PACITA ABAD – Tropical flowers and animal wildlife, shades of the Philippines
PAINTING: Poetry by Ferreira Gullar
PAINTING “I know that if I touch with her hand corner of the picture where a yellow blazes I would burn in it or I would have tarnished forever delirium the fingertips. “ (Ferreira Gullar)
Read More »FRANCESCO BASSANO THE YOUNGER (1549/1592): He moved to Venice, where he paint a series of pictures, Also in the Doge’s Palace
WELCOME IN COSTA DEL CARIBE: Cartagena, Ciutad Perdida and 1600 km of beach, along with Manuel
Lush nature, full of history. Cheerful inhabitants (the Costeños), always ready to sing and dance, along with their fellow natives – the Kuna, Kogi, Arhuaco and Guajiro – who know all the secrets of the Sierra Nevada. Welcome to Costa del Caribe, 1600 km of Atlantic coastline, a succession of towns and villages, rocks, beaches and palm trees. I live …
Read More »MYSTERY ON THE ROAD: Poetry by Tomas Tranströmer
MYSTERY ON THE ROAD “It put the light of day on the face of a sleeping man. There came a most vivid dream but did not wake. It settled the darkness on the face of a man on the move, among the people in sunbeams strong and impatient. Suddenly it became dark as to the storm. I was in a …
Read More »BEAUTY MASK: Poetry by Anita Nair
BEAUTY MASK “With sandalwood powder and turmeric, with yogurt and sour drops of hope watered rose water, I prepare a new face and shining for this new me. With this mask will cut off the past speckled “maybe” yellowish, have penetrated to collect residual waste, spianerò old paths unnecessary and I will remove all traces of faint praise devastating. “ …
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