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Farewell to 2024 / Haiku
Read more: Farewell to 2024 / Haikuto your unlikely silences, your unavowed explosions of joy I listen. I am a boundless receptacle for your corrosive past, your buried pain, your ecstasies; my future secretive, unknown.
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Quote of the day
Read more: Quote of the day“The way we use language to describe the Other is a large part of what gives that Other their humanity.” Toward Eternity – Anton Hur
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My 2024 Retrospective
Read more: My 2024 RetrospectiveIt’s that time of the year again: hot cocoa, mulled wine, and… retrospectives. You can read mine (in Romanian) here: https://atelier.liternet.ro/articol/49103/Andreea-Sepi/Drumuri-intre-acasa-si-acasa-sau-viata-ca-un-roller-coaster-2024.html. Or you can follow me on Facebook, Instagram, LinkedIn and YouTube to see what I’ve been up to and to stay tuned for what I’m doing next! Keep an eye out for my next…
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New month, new book
Read more: New month, new bookThis coming Thursday, 19.12. at 19:00 EET, join me and other authors in my hometown of Timisoara, Romania to launch a book that talks about the city’s hidden spots and secret moments. UndergroundTM – Orasul care nu se vede, now in its third edition. My short prose, A Tramcar Called December (Un tramvai numit decembrie)…
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Love Haikus
Read more: Love Haikusspeaking about love: do not delay cupping your hands to receive its miraculous snow, soft and calm; also do not delay showering it on someone else. what better things have you got to do in this world? the only thing worse than being unloved is having nobody to love. life is a glint of light…
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Feminist Haiku
Read more: Feminist Haikuwhen you cannot choose, so you strive to be chosen: your name is woman.
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Election Haiku
Read more: Election Haikuseduced by fiction, we end up devoured by the dry, bitter truth.
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Quote of the day
Read more: Quote of the day“Write books only if you are going to say in them the things you would never dare confide to anyone.” – Emil Cioran
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Wild geese (haiku)
Read more: Wild geese (haiku)the sky stitched up by southward wings, its low-hanging belly exhaling.
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Presence (another haiku)
Read more: Presence (another haiku)two people can be quiet together only in person. presence is required for that exchange of silences called friendship, called love.
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