Moon, poetry, music…
Rosario Castellanos (1972). Poesía no eres tú. Fondo de Cultura Económica. México. https://open.spotify.com/episode/0oaTvRPQSBcdATdcfTMYbM?si=-CN10NrgTh2An6IkcdrldQ Yo soy una señora: tratamiento arduo de conseguir, en mi caso, y más útil para alternar con los demás que un título extendido a mi nombre en cualquier academia. Así, pues, luzco mi trofeo y repito: yo soy una señora. Gorda o... Continue Reading →
Just as the silent night sets in the city... The moon brings us serenity
September is the month to remember our independence, but mainly, to celebrate what we are as Mexicans. A small token of thankfulness to Mexico and Mexicans...
A month ago, my Dad passed away, and the Moonlight was there, giving me the strength for a peaceful goodbye… I wanted to take a break; I wanted to pause life… but the Moon reminded me of the cycles that form the continuous of nature and that the show must continue. His legacy, rectitude, and... Continue Reading →
My strength, my example, my hero. The wall of rectitude and virtue that will always guide my life. Thanks for all.
A humble Street Lamp Post, illuminated by the Moon... leading the way to my dreams.
In a summer night, under the spell of the full moon... the city lights and the mountains...
Alfonsina Storni (1920). Languidez. Ed Torremozas. España https://open.spotify.com/episode/6EnyZzV07ZeGBE6dbyYerE?si=2oijuoHtQ8G3Jr1Kb1Vtjw En la dorada tarde rumorosa Que languidece en placidez de estío. Estoy mirando este camino rosa Como en el dulce verso de Darío. Y así como en el verso del poeta, Allá, donde el camino rosa arranca, Veo avanzar una columna blanca Envuelta en un vapor azul-violeta.... Continue Reading →
Midsummer nights, with broken dreams and inner daemons floating around… nevertheless, the Moonlight illuminates our path, under the clouds and stars, to a brighter tomorrow.
“Art is in the eye of the beholder, and everyone will have their own interpretation.”E.A. Bucchianeri
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