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THE PLACE OF A WOMAN You must be careful to mouth, especially if you’re a woman. A smile is stifled, with the hem of her sari. No one must see your serenity cracked, even joy. If you occasionally need to scream, fault alone, but in front of a mirror, where you can see the strange shape that takes the mouth, …

This evening, in Athens, do not stay in the Plaka, come along with me in Ermou Street, where we can wrap the charm of the Byzantine church of Kapnikarea. Then, we will have the opportunity to continue to the old souk of Monastiraki, because it is Sunday morning that you can make advantageous purchases at its intriguing “flea market”. If …

WE SPEAK You say it is fate. Contemplate the day calling the death, go as the last rays innermost shadows, caressing tranquility forever, as the sweet music of the port. Watch as well as the time goes. like a ship, large, silent, precise. Full of questions. (Iñigo Aranbarri)  

THE STONES I feel that we have laid down the stones, crystal clear over the years. in the valley flywheel action of the moment confused, shouting from the top to the top of the trees, silent air lighter than this, swooping like swallows from top to top of the mountains until they reach the plateau the most remote along the …

A CRY INSIDE MY There is a crying inside me: life screaming It leaves no trace plausible, disfigured it fastens love and death, ungrateful to sleep in the night. So, we think of the past deceptions: we dream. All I care about most in peace It must be fought, rejected. (Dario Bellezza) http://www.amazon.it/Tutte-poesie-Dario-Bellezza/dp/8804648392  

Perhaps, it is necessary that you imagine something, watching this hill. What it conceals is invisible, but I want to tell you something, to whet your curiosity. What is visible in the eyes, I will describe: 365 churches and a city, built – in the sixteenth century – over the ruins of an ancient Indian center. The pre-Hispanic Cholula was …

THIS IS FOR YOU This is for you, it is my full heart, it is the book I meant to read you when we were old. Now I am a shadow, I am restless as an empire. You are the woman who released me I saw you watching the moon. You did not hesitate to love me with it, I …

WITHOUT YOU I can not exist without you. I forget about everything but to see you again: my life seems to stop there, I do not see ahead. You’ve absorbed. Right now I have a feeling as to dissolve: I would be very sad without hope to see you soon. I’d be afraid to break away from you. You have …

A long stretch of white sandy beaches and full of wind, but also ponds and woods. The Landes begin right at Guyan Mestras, and I offer my welcome in my home town – Arcachon – to accompany you to the highest dune of Europe. We will Pylat, rising to a height of 114 meters, over a hill of sand two …