[Este poema vino primero en español / This poem came first in Spanish – scroll to the end to read it in English] Es momento de montar la ola. El universo quiere algo más, está empujándome suavemente hacia adelante adelante, de nuevo, hacia lo desconocido. Mis ojos no vean el horizonte mis oídos no distinguen […]
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La única respuesta / The only answer
Posted in Journey on July 17, 2023 | 2 Comments »
Sunflower Marisol Sunflower
Posted in Acceptance, Andalucía, Identity, Isolation/Belonging, Spain, Sunflowers on May 17, 2023 | 1 Comment »
– For Joe José Raúl V I rechristened myself. A name I failed to use, known only by one man: tall with a large unbroken heart, deep sonorous voice, a new third passport, a can’t-find-his-home wanderer, he comes and goes, visits familia, returns to his rechristened country, explores. He uses all his names. He uses […]
For David
Posted in Art, Daughters, Fathers, Florence, Michelangelo, Pilgrimage on March 2, 2023 | 1 Comment »
Your veined hands, more alive in ghostly Carrera marble, more human towering three times the height of your Maker, curiosity beckons those who flock to you, their Pilgrimage of Selfies, unbelievers
To be written
Posted in Art, Florence, History, Women, Writing on February 2, 2023 | 2 Comments »
When we are naked, we are unwritten… We only want to be written.– Orlando White, Discourse I cross cobbled streets, enthralled by street art, modern images adorning walls, utility box covers, traffic signs, there for every passerby, uncontained by museums
Mud Angels (Gli Angeli del Fango)
Posted in Flood, Florence, Natural Disaster, River, The Arts, The Shoah on January 23, 2023 | Leave a Comment »
Note: On the night of November 4, 1966 the Arno overflowed, reaching 10 feet above street level. It filled many of Florence’s historic streets, museums, churches, and libraries with mud. After the disaster, citizens and foreigners living in Florence took to the streets, museums, and libraries to salvage masterpieces and manuscripts from the mud, in the most uncomfortable […]