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Vincent Van Gogh Short description of a summer Fires. The summer blazes fourfold from all sides. The acacia groves… Artificial Intelligence Will our eyes soon see what themselves see? Will our brains still think what they think? Will we still… TO THE DEAD POET OF OBSCURITY (In honor of the dead unpublished poet) Well done! You have won! You should not… THAT PLUM TREE There are jasmines in all these gardens. I remember that plum tree that blossomed In every breezy and… WITH A CHILD’S EYES I want to see the world with a child’s eyes, almond-shaped, clear, limpid, and innocent: a… The Seed of Poetry A poem is a small seed, a life that breathes while waiting for light. Where… Painting by Tyoma Wind of Solitude What wind of solitude, cunning and strange, is gusting wildly through this little night?… Painting by Rauf Janlbekov, Azerbaijan AGAINST THE TIDE Poetry seeks its path against the tide. It cannot change… Painting by Frans Minnaert, collection Ithaca Foundation I Can’t Love You I feel your beautiful heart, And I can sense…
832 | SHORT DESCRIPTION OF A SUMMER
Sunday June 28th, 2026
831 | Artificial Intelligence
Friday June 12th, 2026
830 | TO THE DEAD POET OF OBSCURITY
Sunday May 31st, 2026
829 | THAT PLUM TREE
Friday May 15th, 2026
828 | WITH A CHILD’S EYES
Friday May 1st, 2026
827 | THE SEED OF POETRY
Monday April 13th, 2026
826 | Wind of Solitude
Wednesday April 8th, 2026
825 | AGAINST THE TIDE
Sunday March 15th, 2026
824 | I CAN’T LOVE YOU
Monday March 2nd, 2026
