Meeting Benches World art in all forms

SHADOWS So I thought of you and I have written so much about you, not to know who you were. In so many rooms I slept, without you by my side, and many are the houses in which I lived, without you. There are many cities where I met you. There are many things that I need, or lost due …

WORDS IN THE FORM OF CLOUD OF DUST I open the window overlooking anywhere. The window that opens inward. The wind lifts snapshots mild, towers of dust swirling. They are higher than this house. They are within this paper. Fall and get up. Before you say anything, to fold the sheet disperse. Whirlwinds of echoes aspirated, inspired by their own …

FAREWELL Farewell, forget and forgive. And burn the letters, such as a bridge. And that is your courageous journey, which is straight and simple. And there is darkness for you to shine a bit of silver stars, there is hope to warm your hands close to your fire. There are blizzards, snow, rain and the crackle of flame furious, and …

KARLOVASSI BAY Old houses inhabited by the boos of the night boats. By lampshades hang small wooden ships built with care from the hands of sailors convicted. For years and years now they are locked. Rust, salt, moths, termites have corroded doors, windows, floors, stairs, locks, bars. Here once children played with a dog as big as a lion. Naked …

A long and winding road – north of Tuxtla and towards Villahermosa – gives you beautiful scenery, but we are headed twenty kilometers further east, in San Cristobal de las Casas (the way we will stop in Chiapa de Corzom to see the Museo de Laca, and buy a bottle made from lacquered gourds). San Cristobal de las Casas was …

The southeastern part of Iceland is dominated by Vatnajokull glacier. The small villages of Hofn and Kirkjubaejarklaustur (along with some farm), greet the inhabitants of these places, where nature reigns supreme, next to the terrible sleeping volcano in the slot Lakagigar. South of the camp of Kirkjubaejarklaustur – within the grounds of a farm – you expect a masterpiece of …

When your ferry drops anchor in the harbor of Skala, from large protected cove you’ll see the city, but before choosing your hotel safely down to the cafeteria Arion. Sit down, relax and watch the boats, and even the little boats headed to the beaches of this island. Look up, you’ll see the ruins of the acropolis of Kastelli, wanting …

Away from museums and guided tours, living as a resident of the city, possibly on Sunday (the ideal day). You could start off by Kalitnikova, leaving you drag from the crowd, to a special direction: the “Pticyj rynok” (Market of the birds). Obviously you will have to love animals to give yourself the experience of birds, cats and dogs of …

Two regions covered by the Apennine mountains, which become gently rolling hills, until it touches the Adriatic Sea, where you expect a fine sandy, what you can see from the promontory of Monte Conero. When this headland you shall keep the sun falling asleep to the west, it will also be the wonder of green hills covered with vineyards and …

“Malé Karpaty”, so the Slovaks call it the mountain ridge above the great mountain range of the Great Carpathian. Looking at the southern side of this mountain range, you discover a flourishing viticulture, but also places with castles full of history, along with hiking trails for hiking enthusiasts. When you start from Bratislava, after leaving the beech of Vinohrady behind …

The cultural and the hedonistic. Inside these two brackets, it is contained the possibility of your first trip to Greece, to fill your memories of geographical beauties, pleasant climate and warm seas, along with the friendliness of the people. You’ll have to choose when to arrive, whereas the high season in the Greek islands (from late June to early September) …

DAYS IN WHITE In these days, I get up with birches and on the forehead I restart interlock the strands of wheat, in front of a mirror of ice. Amalgamated to my breath, flakes milk: so early it has easy foam. And where the glass fogged with breath appears, painted by a child finger, yet your name: innocence! After a …

A love story, one that fly from San Francisco to Poland, to the story of the concentration camps where Japanese Americans were imprisoned during the Second World War. Reading this novel you will know a woman (Alma, cultured and wealthy), who decides to make the last part of her life in San Francisco, in a residence for seniors. Normality of …

SOLITUDE LITTLE FEARS THE EMBRACEMENT The solitude fears little the embrace. I am explaining to two hungry blackbirds, behind the window with their beaks holed up in feathers, that loneliness is nothing more than hunger and that (at least for them) the embrace can mean the piece of bread. I have to convince them that Lent is still far away. …

NIKE You are like the Nike of Samothrace in Paris, oh sleepless love: also hurt, with the same fervor you tend arms mutilated, and you fly. (Maria Pazlikoswka)