Emptiness
All that would last in the end is the vast emptiness… Continue reading Emptiness
All that would last in the end is the vast emptiness… Continue reading Emptiness
Time surely brings change. Merely puppets, are we in the hands of this Goliath… Continue reading Thoughts gush from the foothills of Mendoza…
…to have a ball in the backyard,
to play with Master Boris… Continue reading Song to a Friend – V
The seed that once germinated into a sapling
is now a fully grown tree… Continue reading Letters to a Friend – IV
With great surprise, we received
an invitation for a gathering
In the form of words that were strung Together carefully,
arriving at our inboxes on
Quinta feira precisely,
with a notification: ‘You have got mail’.
§§ Continue reading “Festa Junina at abel and mapel”
Whereas it is spring in Europe –the forerunner of yeast research,
Elsewhere in the southern hemisphere, in the meadow town of Campinas… Continue reading hoje é um dia especial
His mother is old and frail
and she pines for him. Continue reading ma mère
By the lake on an evening… Continue reading Life is happening
And how long must they accept the blasted male hegemony ?
Continue reading Ah Women…