WAIT FOR “Always, you are. The whole world revolves around incomplete words, I can write, for wait.” (Delicate Arch)
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WAIT FOR “Always, you are. The whole world revolves around incomplete words, I can write, for wait.” (Delicate Arch)
Read More »SEPTEMBER “An expanse of wild flowers, the prairie where we are witnessing the death of every spirit. And wind, dating back to distant places, even more far away places. My moan is soft sound of tightrope without any tears. The distance of faraway places that I return to the prairie. One is called Horse head, one is called Ponytail. My …
Read More »DOVES “Doves from the roof of the pagoda the petals of cherry trees fall in the spring wind. Write my song on their wings. “ (Akiko Yosano)
Read More »“Sur mes refuges détruits Sur mes phares écroulés Sur les murs de mon ennui J’écris ton nom. “ “Sui miei rifugi distrutti Sui miei fari crollati Sui muri del mio tormento Scrivo il tuo nome.” “On my shelters destroyed On my headlights collapsed On the walls of my …
Read More »MEMOIRS OF A MADMAN “If I threw the grass and watched the stems bend to the breeze, and the waves beat the sand, here, I thought of her, I relived the heart every step, every gesture, every word. So it would be this, love? A “mental thing” that feeds the fire of imagination and asks for help to balms memory …
Read More »VIENTO “Viento y las nubes if deshacen; brisa y blancas if transfiguran. Hay ecos que no son de las palabras son of aliento, no nos repiten nos convocan to escuchar decirse para lo que nos llama.” WIND “Wind and the clouds come apart; breeze and white are transfigured. There are echoes which are not of the words are …
Read More »LOVE IMPOSSIBLE People “down-to-earth” they say that love is madness. In reality, what happens, is that fantasy violently distorted by pleasant images, where each step brings you closer to happiness, is starkly brought back to harsh reality. (Gustave Flaubert)
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