If I have to summarize in one sentence what I feel inside myself, on this island, I have no difficulty in doing so: it is impossible not to be deeply impressed by the gentleness of Madeira (and I am not referring only to its perennial spring). Today I chose to visit the southern coast of the island –http://portugal.rentalcargroup.com/Funchal_Downtown.htm – using …
Read More »PORTO SANTO, WILD ISLAND: Wind, prickly pears, nine kilometers of golden sands and windmills, lunching with Arsenio’s
Hello. I am writing today because I could not do it last night. Last night, I was in fact quite tired after my visit to the rich island of Porto Santo, located 50 km north-east of the island of Madeira – 33 ° 03’N 16 ° 21’W – where I arrived at the Port de Abrigo, starting early in the …
Read More »FUNCHAL, MADEIRA ISLAND: Suspended between the green and the blue, thinking of you, while sipping wine Seical
Hello, tonight I write to you from the island of Madeira, in the Atlantic, an earthly paradise, but without his Eve. The memory of our holiday in Sardinia is still very much alive in me, and I miss you, so much. From the terrace of the Hotel Monte Carlo – http://www.montecarlohotelfunchal.com/– in the heart of the city of Funchal, I’m …
Read More »THE WILD ISLAND: Madeira, a dream in the green, a dive into all the depths of nature
256 euro and 19 cents. The cost of a scheduled flight TAP Portugal (roundtrip) – http://www.flytap.com/Italia/en/Homepage – does not include stopovers. Next to me, from Rome to Lisbon, I have no friends who I met during my holiday in Sardinia, but from June 29 to the July 6 (the duration of my trip into the island of Madeira), to remind …
Read More »A WOMAN CALLED FLORBELA: The sadness that tears apart all, the love that everything blends
Today it is easy, even for a woman to talk about sex and femininity, but have the courage to express their intimate existential anxiety in the early years of the twentieth century, it was a challenge, and a Portuguese poet named Florbela – an illegitimate daughter, born and died in the same month and day, 8th December – had took …
Read More »MATSUO BASHO: PENETRATES THE SILENCE IN THE ROCK
The silence penetrates into the rock a song of cicadas. The first snow! Just to fold the leaves of asphodel. Traveling, sick the way of my dreams on a marsh drained. The old pond! The frog dives – The sound of water. (Matsuo Bashō – 1644/1694)
Read More »WITH HAIKU AND KIGO: 5,7, AND 5, TO MELT YOUR JOY IN THE WONDER OF NATURE
“Old tin a frog plunges. Sound of water. “ (Matsuo Basho) Mario Chini, a painter and designer Italian lover of words and mentally exotic latitudes, has left us his curious collection of poetry – The Moments – which leaves wonder inside our eyes and emotions, that he has condensed in a concise and essential writing – usually of eleven syllables …
Read More »CHARLES BAUDELAIRE: Why only drink water?
“Who only drinks water has a secret to hide. What there is of boring love, is the fact that it is a crime in which you cannot do without an accomplice. The most beautiful makeup of the Devil lies in convincing us that does not exist. Art is the creation of a magic suggestive that welcomes both the object and …
Read More »GOLDEN SANDS, SARDINIA: My astonishment, reflected in the joy of your eyes
It was a special offer, irresistible, because a discount of 20% – on the weekly rate official of the Village Hotel Golden Sands – for me, it was too great a temptation. I’ve watched you as you walked happy, under the Full Moon of June, on the immense dunes of Pistis. Inside this beautiful nature reserve, while the night that …
Read More »COSTA VERDE, SARDINIA: Far from the pirates, embracing the turquoise water and the golden beach
I see that the beautiful beach of Capo Pecora was to your liking, but looking good your eyes, I am also certain that you are happy for our decision to spend a few days in Sardinia. Last night, while you swimming serene under the light of the moon rising, I have made friends with three other women from Sardinia, even …
Read More »FIGHT DEAF OF AMALIA: Surrender herself to the greed beautiful and brutal, the one that tortured her, as a divine martyrdom
“The desire is taciturn. Seems wise, but in the end to the eyes it hatching the violence of his wild heart. Love is deaf struggle, it is very tough test for those who love him, and many foolish impulses pounced, who look good and evil is. This she learned that her eyes wandered behind his dreams, and laughing now, but …
Read More »MAMOIADA, SARDINIA: Between cowbells and masks, observing what is visible to imagine the roots of the invisible
The Mamoiada is a particular region of Sardinia, where you make the festivities with special masks, called Mamuthones Maimones or Mamutzones – http://www.mamuthones.it/ – that I’ve also seen in other parts of Europe, especially in mountainous. While you were immersed into the blue, I watched you, while you were swimming happy, in this corner of paradise of the central eastern …
Read More »ENJOY YOUR MEAL: Eating fish and shellfish, the island of Sant ‘Antioco, Sardinia
220 km and three hours of road, on our Vespa 300ie. I decided to start on a late afternoon – 18:00 – to avoid the heat, which now makes itself felt. Paved roads – SS125var, SS54, SS130, SS126sud – and we are finally to Sant ‘Antioco, to arrive at our overnight stop on the sea in the beach of Mangiabarche. …
Read More »MONTI PRAMA, SARDINIA: Observing the night, I try the eyes of the Sun
Villages with round huts gathered between them, with base ring-shaped stone, were in the vicinity of the nuraghis and holy wells, as Su Romanzesu , Su Nuraxi and Serra Orrios. Just in these wells, were found many votive bronzes, those who speak of a mysterious people, depicting boats and human figures, animals and mysterious beings. If we have time, I …
Read More »VERONICA FRANCO, VENICE: If I could be certain of your love
…………………………….”And what is my beauty, the one that you are not tired of praising, I’ll spend later in your contentment: Joint gently at your side, the lighthouse you can enjoy the delights of love, | when you are very close to my the left side; And what delight that I could go, that you might call for happy, and advantage, …
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