and many of the detours are seductive.
David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest
Images
Blessed are those who entrust their lives to no one
Celebrating Disquiet
In cycles
Just fleeting moments
And they all seem beautiful to me.
Siena, May 25 2017
you will look back at us with astonishment
My grandparents got married in September 1948. This was their wedding cake figurine.
References
The thousands of mirrors that reflect me
Self Reflecting as a fortuneteller (according to my husband) on the tram in Sarajevo
For I do not exist: there exist but the thousands of mirrors that reflect me. With every acquaintance I make, the population of phantoms resembling me increases. Somewhere they live, somewhere they multiply. I alone do not exist. Vladimir Nabokov, The Eye
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I have to go.
References
The Waking By Theodore Roethke
With people like us our home is where we are not…
Spring in Sarajevo
I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.”
Lewis Carroll
Ilidža, Sarajevo (this morning)
Wall poetry
Ars Aevi, Sarajevo, today
Rome, May 2011
It took me over a year to realize that “Death”was posing for me.
Not a place
Perhaps home is not a place but simply an irrevocable condition.
James Baldwin
Morning routines
Coffee at the greenhouse around the corner
Stories from A Closet of Errors 