November 23, 2024 6:07 pm

LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT – Poetry, of WisÅ‚awa Szymborska

LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT > They’re both convinced that a sudden feeling united them. It’s beautiful that a certainty, but uncertainty is more beautiful. Not knowing themselves, they believe that it never happened between them. But they think the streets, staircases, hallways where long ago they could interbreed? I would ask them, if they do not remember, once a face …

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SONG OF LOVE – Poetry of Rainer Maria Rilke

SONG OF LOVE > And how I will detain my soul, because your not just reach? As I will rise to other spheres, where you most is not? Oh, I would hide it in something, that go missing in the dark alone, in an unknown and silent corner, that does not vibrate more when the rivibrano your depth! But everything …

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SATURDAYS – Poetry, by Jorge Luis Borges

SATURDAYS > Out there there’s a sunset, dark gem set in time, and a deep blind city of men who did not see you. The night is silent or sings. Someone free longings crucifixes in a plane. Still, the large your beauty. Even when you do not love, your beauty lavishes his miracle in time. It is in you the …

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BLUE TREE – Poetry by Joumana Haddad

BLUE TREE > When your eyes meet my solitude, silence becomes the fruit, and the storm sleep. Half close doors forbidden, and the water learns to suffer. When my solitude meets your eyes, salt and desire spreads, sometimes insolent tidal wave that runs endlessly, nectar dripping drop by drop, most fiery nectar that a torment, start that never fulfills. When …

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A MAP OF EUROPE – Poetry by Derek Walcott

A MAP OF EUROPE > As the idea of Leonardo, where gape passages on water droplets, or the dragons lie down in spots, my crumbling wall, into the air clear draw, in the mood of the vein, a map of Europe. On the sill painting, golden rim of a can shines as along a lake of Canaletto in the evening, …

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PAINTING BAZAAR AND HAREM – John Frederick Lewis, oils and watercolour, painting oriental themes

JOHN FREDERICK LEWIS 1/4 – He was a student of his father Frederick Christian (a landscape painter), and to the age of 15 he sold his first painting (a work that represented the animals). This English, who paints in the nineteenth century (during the Romantic period), is known for his paintings oriental, exotic scenes with a Mediterranean flavor, a sea …

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WEARING JOY AT HOME – Underwear and family, a mix between a hotel and the home of a friend: Bed and Breakfast Casa Portagioia

http://www.tuscanbreaks.com/Italian/index_italian.htm If you are looking for the place to relax and meditate, maybe you need a refreshing place, perhaps a beautiful place in the center of Italy. Of course, you can also taste the cheese pecorino cheese (along with a good wine), move between beautiful cities (Arezzo, Cortona, Montepulciano, Siena and Assisi), give you a full day in the cradle …

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SHOULD LANTERNS SHINE – Poetry by Dylan Thomas

SHOULD LANTERNS SHINE Should lanterns shine, the holy face, Caught in an octagon of unaccustomed light, would wither up, and any boy of love look twice before he fell from grace. The features in their private dark are formed of flesh, but let the false day come and from her lips the faded pigments fall, The mummy cloths expose an …

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SOFTLY – Poetry by FrantiÅ¡ek Halas

SOFTLY Lean spike is your body, from which the grain is dropped and will not return to sprout as a lean spike is lean your body. Skein of silk is your body, penned by the lust to the last wrinkle, like a skein of silk is your body. Sky burned is your body, in death fabric dreams ambushes, as a …

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WELCOME TO PASCUA FLORIDA – Fishing perch, smoking a cigar, including swamps and mangroves

http://www.stateofflorida.com/travel-information.aspx Its western coastline is dotted with famous beaches (Miami and Fort Lauderdale, Tampa, Key West and Fort Myers), all with a pleasant climate even in winter. Yes, it is a good place to catch the sun and embrace the fun. The climate of Florida is semi-tropical, so when you arrive you find mild winters, hot and humid summers. When …

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HE SAW HER ONLY ONCE – Poetry by Vladimír Holan

HE SAW HER ONLY ONCE He saw her only once. But from that moment he was surprised, and sang a song but do not know to whom, and intoned a chorus but no one followed him. He dared to worship her like that for a whole year, present to the future, as now knew where unsuspecting heavily it back, the …

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