OSF. The heart Of Robin Hood

OSF. The heart Of Robin Hood

Golden Gates

Golden Gates

Morning on top of mark

Morning on top of mark

Avenue of the Giants

Avenue of the Giants


Friday, June 22, 2012

Kite Hill




Dry stalks
fragile and luminescent
like thin glass tubes
reflect gold and darkness, light and shadow.

And further: a field sprinkled with daisies,
a lake, a vista of marching snow-capped mountains
in a pearly scarf of cold mist.
The grass glows like a myriad emeralds,
the trees have lost their stark winter look
the branches are still transparent,
but leaf buds are tinting them with yellow,
each smiling the quiet smile of a pregnant woman:
the mystery of creation.
Sunny young voices
tug on invisible strings 
kites up on high 
and their fathers.


April-June 2012

Holidays


A woman carrying a platter with food still warm
In the semidarkness of the long hallway, slightly swaying her hips,
leaves a trail  of tantalizing smells and indistinct memories
in her wake like a time-traveler’s ship
caught in the ice-fields of the past


Children look up at the table where their mother’s hands
fly over  the dough, kneading, shaping
The sounds of  oil hissing on the stove
Minced meat in a bowl and nut shells on the floor
A fantastic world of holidays and unconditional love.

Vampires and Voyeurs




I blame the Moon, my pallid-faced friend,
Who drags me out into the empty alleys,
Where footsteps echo like a boisterous drum
And fragrant leaves cling to a fragile trellis.

She is to blame that I am here, alone
A passing specter by a glowing window  
That thirsts for taste of some unknown life
And plunders dreams that curl up on your pillow.

I look inside and play a guessing game:
Who left a glass upon this cold table?
Whose maps and lamps adorn apartment walls?
What song she sings over that wicker cradle?

I watch a boy that stares back at night
Perhaps he dreams of other times and places
I feel his loneliness and hear his silent call
I catalogue his face and hundreds other aspects.

Back into shadow, slinking in,
my footsteps weave a different pattern,
As I dissolve among dark dancing leaves
The Moon blows out her magic silver lantern.

I love these movies!

  • The Fall, directed by Tarsem
  • Amelie, directed by Jean-Pierre Jennet
  • Lord of the Rings, directed by Peter Jackson
  • Moulan Rouge, directed by Baz Luhrman
  • Moonsoon Wedding, directed by Mira Nair
  • Australia, directed by Baz Luhrman
  • Despereately seeking Susan, directed by Susan Seidelman
  • Miss Pettigrew lives for a day, directed by Bharat Nalluri

Favorite books and authors

  • Boris Vassiliev, historical novels
  • C.Cherryh, Morgaine Sagas
  • Ch.Dickens, The Bleak House
  • George Martin, The Chronicles of Ice and Fire
  • Gregory Frost, Shadow Bridge novels
  • Heinrich Mann, Henry the IV
  • J.R.R.Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings
  • Jane Austin, Pride and Prejudice, Persuasion, Emma
  • Robert Jordan, The Wheel of Time
  • Sir Thomas Mallory, Le Mort D'Artur
  • Ted Williams, Green Angel Tower
  • Terry Goodkind, Magician's First Rule and the following books in this saga
  • Thomas Mann, Joseph and his Brothers