18 July 2015 ,memories of Chile

18 July 2015 ,memories of Chile

PABLO NERUDAI don’t love you as if you were a rose of salt, topaz,   or arrow of carnations that propagate fire:   I love you as one loves certain obscure things,   secretly, between the shadow and the soul. I...
2 Mai,Tuross,NSW ,Australia

2 Mai,Tuross,NSW ,Australia

The drop dies in the riverby Mirza GhalibThe drop dies in the riverof its joypain goes so far it cures itselfin the spring after the heavy rain the clouddisappearsthat was nothing but tearsin the spring the mirror turns greenholding a miracleChange the shining...
8,november first snow

8,november first snow

I live my life in widening circlesthat reach out across the world.I may not complete this last onebut I give myself to it.I circle around God, around the primordial tower.I’ve been circling for thousands of yearsand I still don’t know: am I a falcon,a...
Venus,11 July 2014

Venus,11 July 2014

Sunny beautiful Friday ,in QuebecI am Lilith, slave of no manIn the Night, when it is quietI can hear your whispersLike an owl, I take flightA serpent coiled ready to defendAll in need!
only from the heart you can touch the sky

only from the heart you can touch the sky

[Last day in Australia ,] Let not pious judge the meek, Each for his own deeds will speak. Whether I am good or bad,you judge yourself, You reap what you sow,find what you seek.. From a Persian poem.