©Schilderij van Andreas Feininger – Image 251 POETRY WITHOUT BORDERS And if the poem breaks all frontiers And if the poem leaves no wall standing What would happen

The fragility of the calendar If I had to choose between Eternity and You, I would not hesitate to decide for a second. I would stay on the

  Painting by Nirman – Giacinto Laruccia, Italy MAN Man is hurt if a woman says to him, “You’re nothing.” He could grab the knife and stab his

Painting by Toby Tover, USA https://www.instagram.com/tobytoverart/ TECHNOLOGICAL PROGRESS When technology takes all power and no more facilitates human relations, but replaces them. When we do not talk anymore

Painting by Lo Ch’ing  Gibraltar Not Gibraltar – after Lo Ch’ing’s painting, “Post-Industrial Society Has Arrived” Over the mountaintop pavilion, under which I imagine you asleep, the crescent

Despot  He fired a flare above his palace and claimed that by his victims he had been attacked. The flare illuminated neither the eyes nor the brains of

Poem for Mother’s Day   I TREMBLE LIKE A LEAF It’s happening very often, every day, that nostalgia knocks on my anima and after a call on the

Karma   On a green spring afternoon, I was asleep under a flower tree. A petal came down and hugged me. Another petal came down and caressed my

Communication Since for quite some time, I neither send mails nor messages when I feel fine. We are not happy with that. My friends answer when you lie

REVERSAL   “Poet, read your poem,” they said, “so that the world would finally reverse like a head under the lamp, so that at last that name would