The Sun was going down. Far away, on the horizon, I make out two people walking, like we are. The land is rocky, rugged, wild. And in the...
Certain blurred or fuzzy images charge a singular beauty, unused, because reality shows in unusual geometries, in informal abstractions that...
Each of us have a look. I am not referring to what others see in someone’s face, in his eyes as he looks. I mean how we see the world. The look...
With this poem I made a start on “Good Life”. I read and re-read it, and it always, always moves me. Sometimes it is exciting;...
I wrote in “Good Life”: “Gratitude is nice, that is, it invites us to love. As much for the one who expresses it as for the one who...
One of the little miracles that changed the world we live in and has shaken society is the advancement of telecommunications. The telephone...
We wrote along with Francesc Miralles for the novel “The Final Answer”: “The Air is the element that symbolizes the mind,...
I was searching for some inspirational texts that I compiled in the past, and I have found this brief, inspiring one, signed by Anila, which goes...
Few poets have written about love as Pedro Salinas. Clearly, subtly moving in the nuances of human love, in their freedoms and paradoxes. Love as...