MISSING THE BOAT ?
“Missing the Boat” by Naomi Shihab-Nye « It is not so much that the boat passed and you failed to notice it. It is more like …
poetry
SOMETIMES A WILD GOD | PARFOIS UN DIEU SAUVAGE
Sometimes a Wild God Sometimes a wild god comes to the table. He is awkward and does not know the ways Of porcelain, of fork …
REST
is the conversation between what we love to do and how we love to be. Rest is the essence of giving and receiving. Rest is …
LA FONCTION D’UN ARTISTE, C’EST D’OUVRIR LES COEURS
La fonction d’un artiste, c’est d’ouvrir les coeurs. “As I write this I’m thinking of my father’s unique blend of self-deprecation and dignity, his approachable …
SWEET DARKNESS
SWEET DARKNESS When your eyes are tired the world is tired also. When your vision has gone, no part of the world can find you. …
DESPAIR
DESPAIR takes us in when we have nowhere else to go; when we feel the heart cannot break anymore, when our world or our loved …
WORKING TOGETHER
We shape our self to fit this world and by the world are shaped again. The visible and the invisible working together in common …
EVERYTHING IS WAITING FOR YOU
Your great mistake is to act the drama as if you were alone. As if life were a progressive and cunning crime with no witness …
FOR WOMEN WHO ARE « DIFFICULT » TO LOVE
« you are a horse running alone and he tries to tame you compares you to an impossible highway to a burning house says you are …
NAMING LOVE
Naming love too early is a beautiful but harrowing human difficulty. Most of our heartbreak comes from attempting to name who or what we love …
VESTIDA DE NIT
Pinto les notes d’una havanera blava com l’aigua d’un mar antic. Blanca d’escuma, dolça com l’aire, gris de gavines, daurada d’imatges, vestida de nit. Miro …
JE NE MOURRAI PAS UNE VIE NON VÉCUE
Je ne mourrai pas une vie non vécue. Je ne vivrai pas dans la crainte de tomber ou de prendre feu. Je choisis d’habiter mes …
THE ROSE
Some say love, it is a river That drowns the tender reed. Some say love, it is a razor That leaves your soul to bleed. …