New year, old thoughts
Happy New Year, everyone (one?)! 2013. It already looks like it’s going to be a very full and interesting year. I am working on the print edition of Spell of Blindness and hoping to make that available really soon (as…
Happy New Year, everyone (one?)! 2013. It already looks like it’s going to be a very full and interesting year. I am working on the print edition of Spell of Blindness and hoping to make that available really soon (as…
It is too hard to talk about what happened on Friday in Newtown, Connecticut. It’s too painful, too unbearable. It doesn’t seem real, and it will never make sense. It’s too much to bear. What we must talk about is…
I was very excited when I received this book for review from the author. Teacher, psychoterapist and writer, Mathias B. Freese is an admirable author whose writing feels relevant and profound. This Möbius Strip of Ifs is a collection of…
Several years ago, in my first year of living in the US I picked up from the library a book that sounded promising: Autobiography of a Face by Lucy Grealy. It was a magnificently written book on a fascinating topic:…
Visited New York city this weekend with the family. I’ve always been attracted to its spirit and energy. This time however, I didn’t feel much of it. Maybe because it is so hard to distinguish the tourists from the actual New…
The light that I feel flooding my chest when I see you, isn’t it, I wonder, a drop from the light created on the first day, from that light so thirsty of life? The nothingness was lying in agony when…
A romantic heart’s dream. One that I had forgotten since Lyme ticks and itchy poison ivy frightened me away from my own garden. Somehow, it came to life all by itself. Plants I had grown from seeds, flowers bought years ago at…
It smells like spring and looks like spring, and I am very happy. Yes, I’ll let the poet say it better. Here is my translation of Lucian Blaga’s “Spring.” To know. To love. Once more and then again same thing,…