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| Conversations #1 by Marie Bortolotto Artist 2020 |
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| Conversations #2 by Marie Bortolotto Artist 2020 |
Sunday, August 30, 2020
Friday, August 28, 2020
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Marie Bortolotto 2020 Poem by Pablo NerudaSi cade día cae
dentro de cade noche
hay un pozo
donde la claridad está encerrada.
Hay que sentarse a la orilla
del pozo de la sombra
y pescar de la sombra
y pescar luz caída
con paciencia. If each day falls
inside each night,
there exists a well
where clarity is imprisoned.
We need to sit on the rim
of the well of darkness
and fish for fallen light
with patience.
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Saturday, August 22, 2020
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| Marie Bortolotto 2020 |
Sometimes Mysteriously
by Luis Omar Salinas
Sometimes in the evening when love
tunes its harp and the crickets
celebrate life, I am like a troubadour
in search of friends, loved ones,
anyone who will share with me
a bit of conversation. My loneliness
arrives ghostlike and pretentious,
it seeks my soul, it is ravenous
and hurting. I admire my father
who always has advice in these matters,
but a game of chess won't do, or
the frivolity of religion.
I want to find a solution, so I
write letters, poems and sometimes
I touch solitude on the shoulder
and surrender to a great tranquility.
I understand I need courage
and sometimes, mysteriously,
I feel whole.
Thursday, August 13, 2020
2 Video Sketches by Artist Alf Lohr
crossing the river from Dr. Lohr on Vimeo.
observation NIZAMUDDIN from Dr. Lohr on Vimeo.
