listen --

home --

the vast yellow green blue
of the day
after returning -

the found poem
in this blog
listen -

.....

the vast---

wondering
wandering
wondering

the vast of blue---
blue---

rock
stone
pebble.

precarious the balance---

the birds as guides.

listen---

almost

I gather tao pebbles
To take back home
From this timeless bay

When I hear them call
I try to focus
Yet all I catch

Is the huge vast blue
Of the day
Before leaving

I stand and wait
For tomorrow,
For the seagull
To return

time

off to Spain

for some time off

:-)

Land Logo Löwe

tuesday, april, first. sun and ducks.
a spot in the city where i never parked before. free of charge.
so odd that i almost expected the car to be gone, while i was
standing in front of the thousand books
in the library, trying to figure out
which ones to take home today.

Annie Proulx. George Orwell. Amos Oz.
Rick Moody. David Mitchell (second try).
Jurek Becker. Ezra Pound.

from books to images, from the library to the villa
graffiti on bridges, white petals on trees without leafs
Emily Jacir, still so present in these rooms
that are now filled with the art of another artist

Daniela Keiser. such a different mood.
same gallery, two worlds.

how to fill the space
life offers?