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AN EMPTY GLASS The cup full of spring water was in sight It is a part of my body. I tried… “Cobwebflowers” poetry by Miguel Hernández Cover painting by Siegfried Reich an der Stolpe, Germany Last Song Painted, not void: my house… www.KunstLoft.de Reasoning When you’re in love, Everything is possible, You could be for instance as light, As a strayed… Photo by Germain Droogenbroodt, Santa Maria Navarrese, Sardinia Memories belong to no one For M. P. A friend had told him… Poem to commemorate the 100th anniversary of Paul Celan Josef Bordat, Germany Corona Autumn eats its leaf out of my… Giacomo Manzù, Italia Fugue of Death* (Coronavirus) To Donald Trump, Boris Johnson, Jair Bolsonaro… Death, we drink you, we drink… Pablo Atchugarry, Montevideo Breath It is in that remote breath, inside the heart, that everyone recognizes his destiny. The… TRUTH The door of truth was open, but let only half a person pass at a time. Thus, it was not… Amrutlal * With green ink, sometimes with red, Amrutlal would very carefully, in neat handwriting, write down his poems in a…
659 | An empty glass | Anna Keiko, China
Thursday November 26th, 2020
654 | Last song | Miguel Hernández, Spain
Sunday November 22nd, 2020
657 | Reasoning | Rabia Djelti, Algeria
Tuesday November 17th, 2020
656 | Memories belong to no one | Paolo Valesio, Italy
Monday November 9th, 2020
655 | Corona | Paul Celan, Czernowitz-Paris
Monday November 9th, 2020
654 | Fugue of death | Germain Droogenbroodt, Spain
Monday November 9th, 2020
653 | Breath | Paolo Rufilli, Italy
Monday November 9th, 2020
652 | Truth | Carlos Drummond de Andrade, Brasil
Monday November 9th, 2020
651 | Amrutlal | Udayan Thakker, India
Monday November 9th, 2020
