Il faut avoir trop de temps libre pour se torturer de la façon suivante ! Los textos de este breve poema en inglés, español, francés, italiano y ruso se encuentran a continuación. The goal was to write a poem in… Read More ›
love
Valentine’s Day straddles the Atlantic
“Why does everyone look so unhappy!” Bursting with heroin, a New York lady Makes her presence known, boarding the subway. “People, tomorrow is Valentine’s Day!” Stumbling with sacks into a nearby seat, She mumbles about how she’ll live on… Read More ›
They did this for any number of years
They did this for any number of years. She would tell him, often with tears, She was suffering—at her job, in her Personal life. He would say or try As diplomatically as possible . . . “Were it me, …. Read More ›
Returning, remembering, regrets
Returning – the long flight to the capital, then to the beach The palm trees, the taxi, the dirt road, dogs asleep, The long benches and table warm in the shade of the house. Both of us, that irretrievable afternoon,… Read More ›
L’amour intercontinental, universel
for Tory and A.S. Essential it was that she was a foreigner – Misreading, mistaken and thus so much warmer. And as I from her her was equally estranged – Oh we passed such pleasant, such comfortable days! Younger, she… Read More ›
They did this for any number of years
They did this for any number of years. She would tell him, often with tears, She was suffering—at her job, in her Personal life. He would say or try As diplomatically as possible . . . “Were it me, …. Read More ›
Perhaps rebellion keeps a boy warm
God, in His infinite wisdom Has invented so many things Like coats, sweaters and umbrellas To keep my dear son warm and dry And buds for cellphones so that I Might not hear every word that strangers’ Mothers say… Read More ›
