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Zywa Jul 27
The empty square, rained

clean, at home we lay down and --


share our happiness.
"Dagboek 1972-1973" ("Diary 1972-1973" (2012, Frida Vogels) - August 17th, 1972, Bologna

Collection "Trench Walking"
Zywa Jul 27
Look at me closely,

for you, I want to be real --


See me as I am.
"Dagboek 1970-1971" ("Diary 1970-1971", 2011, Frida Vogels) - December 10th, 1971, Bologna

Collection "Trench Walking"
Zywa Jul 26
Safely walking the streets
on the sidewalk, looking around
what's there, seeing it
as something special

Warming myself by the fire
and gazing into the flames
Letting thoughts be consumed
without missing them

Listening to the waterfall's
rush, rain
Washing myself clean
of what is to come

Circling like a hovering bird
seeing everything and nothing
Until an insight stirs
that I dive into

It happens by itself
as if I am capable of something
understand something, am something
beyond my reason
Collection "WoofWoof"
Zywa Jul 26
Scents so sweet and soft,

drifting through the stone city:


sidewalk gardens bloom.
Collection "WoofWoof"
Zywa Jul 26
Everything passes,

so we have to build bridges --


roads over the sea.
Proverb - 44. "Todo pasa y todo queda" ("Everything passes and everything remains", 1912, Antonio Machado)

Collection "Being my own museum"
Zywa Jul 26
When she goes to sleep

she babbles about today's --


experiences.
Study "Narratives from the Crib" (2006, Katherine Nelson) - Children of two years old

Collection "Being my own museum"
Zywa Jul 25
Balloons sail above the sea
and in my mind I sail along
into the world, sailing over
flapping laundry

Our shadows glide
through the gate of the winds
breath of the sun and the moon
the whispering of secrets

Our shadows drift
over the sphinx, so that her
blind eyes seem to blink
at us for a moment

The hands of the clocks
on the towers also stand still
and then they **** forward
a little, around
Pranayama
--- Collection "WoofWoof"
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