04/03/2023 – « Never a frown, with golden brown »

yayoi kusama art contemporain exposition la haye den haag musée museum

You’re writing your autobiography. What’s your opening sentence? If I were to write my autobiography, The Strangler’s « Golden Brown » sweet refrain would immediately come to my mind as an opening sentence. I am of Mediterranean Spanish decent and my skin turns golden in the summer. My dad’s all year. We never argue, and I never… Poursuivre la lecture 04/03/2023 – « Never a frown, with golden brown »

03/03/2023 – On owning books (or not)

barbara ferreres autrice poemes tombe la pluie

I should be sleeping instead of sitting on the toilet writing this but, reflecting on how satisfying today’s date is and given it’s 3am, I am really glad I didn’t listen to reasonable me (for now).  I was thinking about something. Well, I was reading a book (Autumn by Ali Smith, which is a really good… Poursuivre la lecture 03/03/2023 – On owning books (or not)

My mother’s daughter

It’s hard, being born a daughter!Sometimes I want to resent my mother,But deep down,I wish she had someome to protect herFrom everything she’s been through,The things, we didn’t talk through,No one should live this, though. When I was younger I thought:« I’ll never be this bitter »I didn’t even know what it meant then I picked that… Poursuivre la lecture My mother’s daughter

Hidden in plain sight

Warmth is that spark,That paints in black,The ghostly surface, Heating my solace.