An ant
An ant walks alone In the desert of my wall. I watch it motionless. I feel immense. ……
Poetry
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Reverie of rebirth: delving into Easter poems and their symbolism
In the enchanting world of poetry, where words dance on the delicate strings of emotions and images, Easter…
You have changed
It’s all about orgones… – “…Our nature is distinction. We do not distinguish ourselves enough if we are…
Habits
Incompressible, like water in a press In memory of my father (1934 – 2020) My father thinks that…
The rebel song
Listening to the rebel song That your eyes bring to the world, restores me to an ancient, icy…
Revolutionary expressionism: painting, music and social unrest in interwar Europe
In the tumultuous period following World War I, Europe was in a state of profound change. It was…
Sweet and hellish love between beer and cockroaches: Bukowski and his torrent of realism
When people talk about Charles Bukowski (1920 – 1944), the most disparate ideas often come to mind: that…
Campbell jars
Warhol’s Campbell cans, by the thousands, Almost as if they were splinters of air, Are thronging all around…
Lilith: the ego’s greatest sin against self-realization
At the edge of the night that gives the ego dominion over the senses, among the shadows that…
Update: New poem “Crowd”
I have just added a new poem titled “Crowd,” whose inspirational theme stems from observing the everyday life…