poetry in motion

sunny 23 Nov, 2009

n°posted at 13:09 PM

how is it like Patagonia... I always think of that
it is because we live under the same blue sky.
It is still unknown remote place, but I feel it through the poet...
That is the synchronous place for me and for you...

sunny 29 Dec, 2009

f°posted at 17:45 PM

Clouds err through the sky, 
patagonic or japanese.

Nothing more patagonic than cold wind,
nothing more windy than a swift cloud.

rainy 21 Jun, 2009

n°posted at 09:11 AM

It is still something that I feel someone's here
Although, it is an uninhabited place
I could imagine a day people worked in this terraced fields here

cloudy 03 Jul, 2009

f°posted at 10:30 AM

"They say Ulysses, wearied of wonders,
wept with love on seeing Ithaca,
humble and green. Art is that Ithaca,
a green eternity, not wonders."
(Borges, The Art of Poetry")

sunny 20 Dec, 2008

f°posted at 06:08 AM

I wonder about these windows,
the people who lives behind them.
Lonely, isolated, primitive...
Maybe they see me as the patchwork. 

cloudy 24 Dec, 2008

n°posted at 11:25 AM

House window is a mind of human
If no window, how emptiness mind!

Maybe they see me as the simplification
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The earth is round. n˚ is at 35˚27' north latitude and f˚ is at 33˚ 38' south latitude. We live on opposite sides of this sphere, don't we? Eyes of n˚ and f˚ occasionally meet each other on white planar surface.