bluebird.

There’s a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I’m too tough for him. Bukowski. Advertisements

The Color.

“I remember awakening one morning and finding everything smeared with the color of forgotten love.” Bukowski.

“I Want the Whole World or Nothing”

“How can you say you love one person when there are ten thousand people in the world that you would love more if you ever met them? But you’ll never meet them. All right, so we do the best we can. Granted. But we must still realize that love is just the result of a…

Between Sun And Geography

“When I returned from so many journeys, I stayed suspended and green between sun and geography – I saw how wings worked, how perfumes are transmitted by feathery telegraph, and from above I saw the path, the springs and the roof tiles, the fishermen at their trades, the trousers of the foam; I saw it…

Everything:

Love is so short, Forgetting is so long. Pablo Neruda.

The Flames that will Blush

“We are warmth when there is none to find. Lay us down in a bed of snow and float we will on sheets of water. We are fire when there are hands to thaw. Watch the snowflakes land on our skin and rather than be bothered with the art of melting, burst into steam to…

Leave Me at the Shore

“If you think it long and mad, the wind of banners that passes through my life, and you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots, remember that on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms  and my roots will set off  to seek another land. …

‘I Stood Up in a Cafe and Screamed I’M IN LOVE’

[piece from I’m in Love– BUKOWSKI] “she got up and lit a cigarette, she was trembling all over.she paced up and down,wild and crazy.she had a small body.her arms were thin,very thin and when she screamed and started beating me I held her wrists and then I got it through the eyes:hatred, centuries deep and…

‘The Ocean Was Always You’

“When you have swam in the sea a lake will no longer do; everyone else was always a pond but the ocean was always you” [tyler knott gregson] I came across this poem today and it immediately brought me back to Greece. And I remembered that I never got the chance to share the self-portrait…