From the Beginning

Here as I take a long bath between Zbigniew Herbert’s former room his antiquity and his modernism and the house of the woman who decades ago in another continent another time introduced a young student to him and made her pick up the poetry she had left behind in her mother’s shelves in the house of her childhood in another continent another time between the … Continue reading From the Beginning

The Dance

I finally met time it had been approaching or I had been approaching it now we are walking together I get the courage to take it by the hand neither I nor it is leading we are dancing together this one dance that will not last perhaps I will be the one to retreat take a moment to fix my hair take a sip of … Continue reading The Dance