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 »UNITED COLOURS OF ABC’s – The ABC’s are attitude, behavior and communication skills. No matter how old I get, I’m still gonna mentally sing the abc’s to see which letter comes next.
A – Accept: Accept others for who they are and for the choices they’ve made in spite of their beliefs, motives or actions. B – Break Away: Break away from everything that stands in the way of what you hope to accomplish in life. Believe in yourself. C – Care: Care about others. D – Decide: Decide that you’ll be …
Read More »AT THE BORDERS WITH THE MAGIC, SEISER ALM – ALPE DI SIUSI: The candor and enthusiasm of an exquisite hospitality, the feeling of being on a large balcony, overlooking the Alps
Our invitation is to go Sciliar, preferably after making a visit to the Tourist Association Sciliar. Where is that? Let Eve to tell you about it, she knows everything that is useful for you, for a holiday on the snow, on the border between Italy and Austria, on the border with the magic. Your contribution, tell us a your travel …
Read More »UNITED COLOURS OF WINE – In vino veritas. In wine is truth
SHORT ABC ABOUT WINE – A: Titus Maccius Plautus: Let us celebrate the occasion with wine and sweet words. B: Robert Louis Stevenson: Wine is bottled poetry. D: Paul Tillich: Wine is like the incarnation – it is both divine and human. E: Alexander Fleming: Penicillin cures, but wine makes people happy. F: Latin Proverb: Without bread and wine, love goes hungry. G: Galileo …
Read More »UNITED COLORS OF CHILDHOOD – The gardens of distant lands motionless, where, between sobs, blooms trust.
OPEN ARMS – U. Bellintani: I ran in the gardens with open arms to encircle universes, in little and nothing, of spaces and butterflies. SONGS AWAY – C. Rebora: Sung song Cradle, while declines down. HORSES WOOD – A. Heinzelmann: I had in the hands the lever of Archimedes, when I galloped on wooden horse, towards the star of Andromeda …
Read More »YOUR HOME IN GREECE: Corfu, Ionian archipelago, moving among olive groves and old farmhouses
Normally, Meeting Benches not accept editorial contributions which are related to commercial activities. Our friend Vassilis, we made an exception. In fact, we are grateful to him for letting us know some names of his treasure chest of memories, but we do not publish the name of his estate agency. Our invitation is to go to Corfu, preferably after doing …
Read More »UNITED COLORS OF IDENTITY – Perimeter of emotions and twilights, flies in the trash and fireflies flashing
BORDERS – M. Fortunato: I do not know what my features, nor the exact perimeter of the emotions. INFINITI OTHER – PF D’Arcais: It is recognized, one of the countless other “one”, to him equal in dignity. BEING OTHER – SR Becher: Fear is having a thought. Fear that, with this thought, we can no longer continue to live, as …
Read More »UNITED COLOURS OF “SOMETIMES” – Sometimes, it is the journey that teaches you a lot about your destination
INVISIBLE TO THE EYE – H. Jackson Brown, Jr: Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye. DARKEST OF DARKNESS – Phoebe Snow: Sometimes when you’re overwhelmed by a situation – when you’re in the darkest of darkness – that’s when your priorities are reordered. HIDDEN WITHIN – Anurag Prakash Ray: Sometimes we hurt ourselves more than anyone …
Read More »BIG MAYOR KAY, BAHAMAS: A “good retreat”, including stories of pirates and white beaches, including pink flamingos and pink pigs
Johnny. His real name is another, but he wants his editorial contribution remains anonymous because 700 islands – a few steps from Florida – are they not sufficient to hide who he is. Meeting Benches respects the choice of this new friend, and thanked him, because only those who live in that small paradise of the Atlantic Ocean is able …
Read More »UNITED COLOURS OF MADNESS – The absurdity dozing in the cradle, holding up a finger to the sun.
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 …
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