Prisoner in Paradise

My new home is perfect. Light floods through the shutters. The fresh sea breeze licks the white paint and concrete floor. I can read in the hammock in my yard or write from my outdoor kitchen terrace overlooking the sea. I unpack my things, shower, and change. Simao has invited me for dinner. I pour... Continue Reading →

Paris: a poem

The river has burst its banks and armed police parade its flanks. It seems nature and man have turned against this once great city. But in the shadow of the cloud a woman and a man walk arm-in-arm and smile. And out of the cold city dusk I feel the touch of their warmth in... Continue Reading →

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