一Florece Iris, divina mensajera--grato augurio. Viola tricolor 二Musa tricolor--pensamiento silvestre,agreste emoción. "Mira que orilla tengo de jacintos" -- Federico García Lorca
Haikai: Abril
Montaigne and Thoreau: Idle Joy
I have enjoyed a leisurely weekend for the first time in several months. On Thanksgiving Day, I expressed gratitude to friends and family, but I stayed home. I slept late, drank coffee, made a simple breakfast, and read Kazantzakis's Zorba the Greek, to admire the dyonisian main character and to break with my overly apollonian … Continue reading Montaigne and Thoreau: Idle Joy
Haiku: Magnolias
Magnolias rosa se entregan al placer de Primavera. Jardín Botánico de Brooklyn
Shelley: If Winter Comes?
Primavera arrived this week with her sun-golden hair, azure eyes, and fragrance of flowering cherries. She lit my heart. Today, however, she has withdrawn, hiding her countenance behind the overcast sky, shedding cold rain-tears, and silencing her voice of robin-songs as the wind howls the tale of enduring winter. I took a walk in the … Continue reading Shelley: If Winter Comes?
Rilke: Gazing at Gardens
The poetry of Rainer Maria Rilke has been enlightening my mornings, as spring turns into summer. I wake, brew a cup of black coffee, sit by my front window under the shade of the sycamore tree, and let the poet's verses awaken me to the spiritual and sentimental possibilities of the day. On a bright, … Continue reading Rilke: Gazing at Gardens
