This page is in constant evolution.
I will basically use it as my physical desk top. Full of papers and notes written on the back of a photo. I am now re-writing this translations with the view of publishing them in some form soon or later this year. Come back often to read some more material in the future.
Un Verso/One Verse: Bilingual Decalogy of the becoming
Sometime poems just appear on your notebook... and talk about themselves.
What if the words Eunoia and Eutopia end up next to each other? A NowHere poem.
waiting of hours
golden hours of waiting
tense waiting of hours
tense hours of waiting
hours of golden waiting
rrrrrollling airport’s trrrrrrolley
roller coaster gone mad in the crazy fantasy of an open plan
stroboscopic hiss remains in the ‘tinnitusous’ eardrum
hiss of stroboscopic neon light bulbs
remain huge in the ‘tinnitusable’ eardrum
then the sound
GETS MOULDED WITH THOUGHT
dilating the nights beyond the airport.