Here is a proof that if you omit the verse, poetry ceases to exist. Or even better, everything is poetry already. You just need to write this way. I always find it funny when people say they don’t like poetry. What’s the matter, all that unused blank space bothering you? Yesterday I posted a poem…
Category: memories
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Some say money is funny, others say it’s too tight to mention. Sometimes you earn, sometimes you spend, and sometimes you ripple which for me is worth the most. And so it happened that Matthias, who has kept a few blogs about the Beat Generation and Charles Bukowski, liked my windows so much that he…
Things I’d never believe
As I go through life, I encounter many instances of “I’d never believe if somebody told me”. I might feel that I can see the future and read the signs all I want, but I’d never wish to know how it ends. Life would be unbearable without surprises. Regarding seeing the future, I have a…
WPC: Her heritage
Today marks one year since I posted my first post on this blog because my first blog was getting full. A good day to view one’s heritage. In one year I managed to fill it up with less than 40% of space remaining. Serves me right for always cramming my posts with too many photos. Can’t help…
Middle Age
The impending birthday makes the poem below even more real. When I don’t blog, hop around, eat chocolate or annoy the dog, I translate. I have just translated several poems by my Slovenian poet friend who last summer wrote a lovely poem after we spent a day together with our packs at Lake Bled. The translated poem…
Lily Island
This morning I woke up and thought of lilies and islands. The first time he took me there was during my first visit of him and Italy. No talk of the future (and barely any talk at all since his English was still in the making and my Italian was only theoretical), no worries and no dog….
Cin cin, Taja and sloni!
Not that I believe in horoscope, but I know my favourite kind of women: Taurus girls. It takes one to know one. And right about now we are starting to celebrate our birthdays, with one of the Three Graces leading the way (the third one is a Fish, however, and had hers yet): This post…
Four years in eight minutes
It was on this day four years ago that I landed in Tuscany. For a reason, not just for a season. The best way to round it up is thus: Time moves slowly, but passes quickly. ― Alice Walker (quotation reblogged from Logical Quotes) Amore agrees: it doesn’t seem like four years at all. I…
Vasja, live long and prosper!
Today our friend Vasja celebrates his 40th birthday. Here are some of his moments that I wish to share with you. On the morning when I turned 40 (a bit ago), my mother’s friend, who I didn’t even know very well, called me on the phone and invited me to their Group 40+, which in…
Play nice, Planica
It’s Planica weekend in Slovenia, the biggest ski-jumping event of the season. Maybe that’s why my thoughts are jumping so much. Bear with me, there is a bottom-line. Not pretty, but it’s there. I feel all productive all of a sudden. I’ve organised my blog menu. See, up on the right? Many new items with subcategories, all…
WPC: Easy peasy being green
Green is easily my favourite colour. Ask anybody. And dogs are my favourite animals. Something happened on this day in 1999, and some green things happened ten years ago. Let’s start with these. First of all, ten years ago I stopped smoking after twenty years and two packs a day, which is still the biggest…
Fiction is a whale
Fiction was invented the day Jonah arrived home and told his wife that he was three days late because he had been swallowed by a whale. ― Gabriel García Márquez (quotation reblogged from Logical Quotes) I seem to have a problem with fiction – writing it, that is, far from reading it. That’s why here are some…
Duba for Nika
I don’t know if all people have a village where they did all the required growing up. My first friend and I – we do. My friend Nika called Nicky, who celebrates today, was my companion as we did our growing up every August in the tiny village Duba on the Pelješac peninsula in Croatia, the all-night…
WPC: Against all odds, evenly
Not that there were any odds to begin with, and yet I’ve come a long way. Geographically speaking. We shall have a look at how it all began in a minute, but first the previous week on my blog. There were: Twelve photos from last April as part of my 2016 Calendar; full moon, if…
WPC: Shadowlands
The true history hides in the shadows, they say. A quick dash through my pack members and their shadows, plus some other Slovenian shadows for you. And now I better rush out since it’s almost 1.45 am for when the full moon, lunar eclipse and a passing of a green comet with the violet tail…
The Mexi Movie II. (closed) 