MEN The resigned sea gives back the dead, excessive straw, useless, upon this earth. Crazy and lost the desperate adults depart, the innocent little ones can do nothing,
DOG Suddenly, so spoiled, caressed, well cared for with vaccines administered. At the slightest symptom, I´m being taken for a consultation. The pampering yet increases the pitiful voices
LONELY GOODBYE for those who, wherever, have to die lonely Chilly the room the white walls audible only the echo of loneliness. Not a tender word anymore no
INITIATION Borderless, dreamy image of a cypress in meditation, feathery touch of fingers and breaths experienced, heavenly sounds and in your eyes, in your teardrop, I want to
Volver a la primera luz, un homenaje a Lawrence Ferlinghetti por Lidia Chiarelli LUZ EN LAS PAREDES DE LA VIDA A Lawrence Ferlinghetti por su 101 cumpleaños Enséñame
Painting by Akbar Behkalam, Iran-Germany BEARERS OF SCARS The dead with broken faces rise up The tongue of the humiliated swells The stormy tide of victims rises But
Searching With the white cane of the blind, I tapped the earth, seeking a human. Sand was always swishing away below. But today, today I struck solid rock,
