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Comment by Eva Libre on January 25, 2012 at 10:00am

 

 

Comment by Nada Jung on December 26, 2011 at 5:56pm

 

 

Si desnudo apareció y verde,  si tu manzana desmedida, si  en las tinieblas tu mazurca, dónde  está tu origen?  Noche  más dulce que la noche,  sal  madre, sal sangrienta, curva madre del agua,  planeta recorrido por la espuma y la médula:  titánica dulzura de estelar longitud:  noche con una sola ola en la mano:  tempestad contra el águila marina,  ciega bajo las manos del sulfato insondable:  bodega en tanta noche sepultada,  corola fría toda de invasión y sonido,  catedral enterrada a golpes en la estrella.  

 

PABLO NERUDA  Océano  Canto general  1938–1949

*Photo by Elena Kalis

 

Comment by Nada Jung on December 26, 2011 at 5:53pm

 

 

"Se eu tivesse juízo, não pensava mais em amor. Estive por aqui de amor, ó. Mas eu gosto tanto. Sou riquíssima em perdas e delicadezas, sei que não sou a única, mas rios delas correm dentro de mim. A nascente dos sentimentos, apesar de tudo, não seca. E na foz das palavras quantos versos, quantos cantos, quantos encantos, quantos sussurros."

 

(Célia Musilli , "Ocenânica", In Todas as Mulheres em Mim)  

Image by Elena Kalis

 

Comment by Béatrice LATEUR LACROIX on December 22, 2011 at 12:45pm

A house of Peaceful dreams ...

Thanks, Eva ;-))

 

Comment by Eva Libre on December 21, 2011 at 10:08pm

 

 

"A vida é um licor que transborda."

(Célia Musilli, "Feminilidades", In Todas As Mulheres em Mim)

*Imagem by Tracy Verdugo

 

Comment by Eva Libre on November 7, 2011 at 11:08pm

 

 

* Art by Anna Silivonchik

 

 

Bring me the sunflower

 

Bring me the sunflower so I may transplant it

in my native soil burnt by the sea-salt,

let it display all day to the mirroring blue spaces

of the sky the anxiety of its yellow face.

 

Obscure things tend towards clarity,

bodies dissolve themselves in a weightless flow

of colors: these then into music. To vanish

is thus the supreme fate of all fates.

 

Bring me the plant that points to where

pale transparencies rise to the heights

and life itself evaporates like air;

bring me the sunflower crazed with light.

 

(Eugenio Montale)

 

 

Comment by Eva Libre on November 7, 2011 at 10:38pm

 

 

* Art by Anna Silivonchik

 

There is always some madness in love.

But there's always ... some reason in madness.

 

(Friedrich Nietzsche)

 

 

Comment by Eva Libre on November 7, 2011 at 10:14pm

 

 

* Picture by Anna Silivonchik

 

Comment by Irit Hakim-Keller on April 25, 2011 at 4:53pm

Love it!

thanks :)

Comment by Béatrice LATEUR LACROIX on April 25, 2011 at 3:45pm

Cute and fun !

Love and Peace for you and all Beings.

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