Of what evokes passion…
…in art
No word about poets and Thatcher’s death
It had almost symbolic character when the sun came out in Canterbury this morning, I hid in the library, bookshops and every other place that contained readable material. I felt so grown, taller and my stride stronger walking up to …
In non-numerical order
17:56I found this one behind a sequence of verse in my overflowing notebook. An hour and 53 minutes laterI cried listening to this songOne Direction – One thingThe morning after – a ginormous twenty on the road, in front of …
I slept
After the buzz, noise and excitement in the city, it was a welcoming change going to work in the middle of nowhere and nothing yesterday…walking through town with only the birds or the wind. This peace I would not find …
When colours dry
Nervous, although I have nothing to loose.I had cornflakes for breakfast which I usually don’t do (my stomach just cannot digest the milk properly at that time of the day)…but I needed the nuts and will have an unusual morning …
Veritas vos liberabit
How I managed to make…out of a dozen bitter sweet oranges….metaphorically speaking…carrot juice today, I do not know. I don’t even drink vegetable juice.Probably only one of the many talents I posses, to balance my flaws.At least, some people have …
Violation of myself
Walking.WorkWet…Walking ten miles without the usual poetic exaggeration MusicMarzipan tea No, not mozzarella…. but opera Rosa del ciel – an egg for free – the cab driver staring into my eyes – empty it is not or here
The queen’s search
I find Sartre’s ”Of human Freedom” on my bookshelf. Wrapped in a dark green leather binding with a familiar smell of a library book from overseas.Oh, where does this come from? I know immediately.Hmmm ”I can’t.” I tell myself with …
One of the many completely unnecessary facts of the day to be known to the world:Today I have been wearing fully white panties for the first time in my life. Don’t ask why it took me a quarter of a …
A day before deletion My queen suffers from a severe kind of morning sickness. She called for her ladies in the darkest full moon night. Rumours go that another dream has died in her, without warning. The girls found the …