Saturday, March 17, 2012

I do not see too far but I like what I am seeing

I do not see too far (today)
contorting rivers
bashful altars
battling winds
finding their meanings
all of its seems
among old rigged wings
Pegasus, carousel of the history!
I do not see too far
but I like what I am seeing
(in your eyes)

    the sunset over our garden
                                                    snowflowers wanting to be celebrated
                                                   birch over the front garden
                                                    my bike and two gardenarmchairs ready for new life
                                                   open windows mean spring
                                                 I see very close but I like what I am seeing
                                            afternoon delicatesas

Thursday, March 15, 2012


One of the (in my opinion) most celebratory festival in Prague. Here is some tasting.
Furthermore, summer in New York City, means Summerstage and Celebrate Brooklyn, this summer with Beach House.


Wednesday, March 14, 2012

And the days go by.

I close my eyes to find nothing, just the world of constant anxiety.

Closing and opening them makes me live in two separate worlds. And, they are friends.

I stand at the end of the tram, observing how the past develops in the tracks as we drive fast.

Plum cakes are always the ones one should share. Even when the guests do not arrive.

I want to feel like I deserve to buy this and this. Without feeling guilty that beauty is possession of mine.

Live, and do not look back.