African savanna (source: Pintrest) What is life? What is love? What is death? They are gifts. Coldness, restraint, a look to the future to some distant African horizon. You gaze as if into the night, sitting at your eight-hour desk in the office. Suddenly you can see the night clearingContinue reading “THE HEART OF THE SAVANNA”
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The Aftermath of a Broken Heart
Now, nothing seems so serious,Life feels more like a feather on asphalt and the asphalt doesn’t hurt it anymore, i. e. it’s resting place.Like Xenia once roamed St Petersburg ,we too wonder, but in our own private separate worlds.We traced the paths in the silken wheat, among the yellow shafts, Those paths that were troddenContinue reading “The Aftermath of a Broken Heart”
A PITCH BLACK NIGHT
A short storyIt is a pitch black night. The stars are shining bright but their glimmer cannot not be seen. The clouds are hanging like indigo drapes. Heavy soviet shabby indigo curtains. The moon is nowhere to be seen. The stale wind is blowing over the marsh. There is no sound to be heard. NoContinue reading “A PITCH BLACK NIGHT”
AN ADVENTURE, BY LOUISE GLÜCK
1. It came to me one night as I was falling asleep that I had finished with those amorous adventures to which I had long been a slave. Finished with love? my heart murmured. To which I responded that many profound discoveries awaited us, hoping, at the same time, I would not be asked toContinue reading “AN ADVENTURE, BY LOUISE GLÜCK”
