Literature, poetry, lots of books and just some stuff I write

So we bid farewell to the arms

I am getting used at dressing for myself only. Here, in my hotel room in Budapest, time passes slowly, according to my own caprices. I am an awful sleeper, even … Continue reading

June 12, 2015 · Leave a comment

Side effects

Be frozen my heart. Be still as a star. Stay algid don’t beat forget the rise and the fall.   Stay gone, my heart. Be remorseful and forgetful and never … Continue reading

May 20, 2015 · Leave a comment


Have been walking barefoot stark naked moonstruck quite besotted amidst the dew your kiss lingering on my lips burning centuries of unintelligible unutterable desire no direction no possession no present … Continue reading

April 29, 2015 · Leave a comment

What do you see

What do you see when you look at me? Oceans of sorrow twirling eyes reminding you of a playful smile an upside-down sunset with a clock under a blue cock. … Continue reading

April 27, 2015 · Leave a comment

There was a time

There was a time, but it was already some time ago. There was a time when we were younger, and we thought we were going to be real changemakers, and we … Continue reading

April 27, 2015 · Leave a comment

One night (Anna to Vronsky)

It’s exactly the kind of day for stumbling upon an old poem, raw with longing, memories, regrets. I was reading Anna Karenina when I wrote it, and it got me … Continue reading

April 23, 2015 · Leave a comment

Some thoughts on Stoner, John Williams

“Confronted as we are by the mystery of literature, and by its inenarrable power, we are behooved to discover the source of the power and mystery. And yet, finally, what … Continue reading

April 22, 2015 · 2 Comments
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