When your house is crumbling down don’t fix it. Notwithstanding a long habit of you doing so ever since the first imperceptible <crack!> in the kitchen wall; or the flakes of paint peeled by the wind above your deck a deck built with shiny […]
Author: canardlilies
Let me tell you about the future
Let me tell you about the future there will be day after day after day until you die your grandpa and grandma will go first or so is the usual way and they will hurt the shit out of you like you can’t ever […]
Tutungerie
(translated by myself from Portuguese into Romanian, it is my favorite Pessoa poem) Nu sunt nimic. Niciodată n-o să fiu nimic. Nu-mi vine să fiu nimic. Altfel, port în mine toate visurile lumii. Voi, ferestrele camerei, Camerei mele de om printre miliardele lumii, pe […]
Blue balloon day
A glorious summer day theytook meto the park to play andit was oh so lively full ofpeople kids and dogsand big smiles all around Daddy definitely wasn’t richYet Mom she was good lookingI was a big-eyed kid of 5skinny with bones showinghyperactive as a […]
Alone she writes
Alone she writes at the table overlooking the seawords that I’ll never read so no value judgment hereold school, I see,hand on paperno electronic device which isa rare sight for someone her generation.Glimpsed at her notebook in passingher handwriting is too regulartoo neat and […]
There is nothing to do
There is nothing to do there is nothing to dobut sitting quietly in the almost darklistening to the rain againand again and againand thinking of the vast blue seaand breathing, breathing in and breathing outlike you’re the shore and you’re the wavesand that funny […]
Welcome, stranger.
You are now here. Make yourself at home. Leave your coat and your worries at the entrance. I don’t know how it’s going to be. I guess we’ll find out. I’m in no hurry and neither should you. I mean, if you can’t afford […]
