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The Wall
Read more: The WallFor my Romanian followers: read now my flash fiction piece “The Wall” (Zidul) in the FB Group “Ficțiuni reale”, here. Or, if you prefer, read the full text below (520 characters max., including spaces): Zidul Ce trece timpul, ai zis când ne-am revăzut după 15 ani în munții ăia dragi, între noi pruncul acela ucis, hotarul…
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Quote of the day
Read more: Quote of the day“In our day, now that more subtle study and a more refined taste have reduced the art of pleasing to asystem, there prevails in modern manners a servile and deceptive conformity; so that one wouldthink every mind had been cast in the same mould. Politeness requires this thing; decorum that;ceremony has its forms, and fashion…
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Watch for timelessness instead
Read more: Watch for timelessness insteadOriginally posted on Writer Between Worlds: a watch is a little glass prison for time – ? where the seconds serve a life sentence without the possibility of parole. ? people like to wear captive time around their wrist. when all the seconds are numbered and can never escape, they call the watch good. ?…
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Quote of the day
Read more: Quote of the day“Thus, it is precisely the uniqueness of our existence in the world, the irretrievability of our lifetime, and the irrevocability of everything with which we fill it – or fail to fill it – that give significance to our existence. But it is not only the uniqueness of an individual life as a whole that…
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Quote of the day
Read more: Quote of the day“What remained was the individual person, the human being – and nothing else. Everything had fallen away from him during those years: money, power, fame; nothing was certain for him anymore: not life, not health, not happiness; all had been called into question for him: vanity, ambition, relationships. Everything was reduced to bare existence. Burnt…
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Women, mothers and really old ladies
Read more: Women, mothers and really old ladiesNow that March 8 is behind us (a day also known as Woman’s Day or Mother’s Day in Romania and, yes, flowers are expected!), it is time to introduce you to another Romanian tradition. This time, we’re talking about a really old one, dating all the way back to the Romans: the Days of the…
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A Valentine’s present
Read more: A Valentine’s presentDear friends and followers, Valentine’s is upon us. If you’re still wondering what to gift your special someone this spring, I have a very special surprise for you. The second edition of my poetry collection BEHOLD THE SEARING WIND, containing some of the most popular poems on this blog as well as many others, is…
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Thinking in haikus (3)
Read more: Thinking in haikus (3)The austere sun gaping its hungry mouth: unfrozen streets, hushed voices. Thin gauze of floodlight, birds in wedding fever, boughs rotating lifeward. Young insects dashing, daring, thin cellular membrane of hope pulsates.
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Thinking in haikus (2)
Read more: Thinking in haikus (2)Under the blinding sun I dream of quiet crisp- ness, Japanese pines. A forest muted by snow. Shy deer and ripe cones. The vastness singing.
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Thinking in haikus
Read more: Thinking in haikusNight winds and night unwinding. Shivers through lowered blinds. I startle, stir. The sleepless moon, perched on a windowsill, ogles my slumber. Leering.
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Words – an affair
Read more: Words – an affairThey come at you unleashed and disembodied, dark feathers, beaks like birds of prey, wings flapping, slapping, threshing… An endless onslaught of nightfall and gloom. But then, as the squall calms (and it will, if you let it), a frail one will stand out – so brightly colored in its precious evanescence, filtering in straight…