The north wind
The north wind called me again. It wouldn’t let me stay in one place I have already settled in Angra. I have friends there, I have my places. I know every street, I know what to do and where. I’ve … Czytaj dalej
The north wind called me again. It wouldn’t let me stay in one place I have already settled in Angra. I have friends there, I have my places. I know every street, I know what to do and where. I’ve … Czytaj dalej
I wrote „lost between hydrangeas” and I started wondering what it reminds me of. Lost in time? Women who run with the wolves? Desert island? There may be many connotations, with a germ of truth in each of them. Like … Czytaj dalej
Yesterday I read in an article written by Janina Daily that people living between two countries are called people on a swing. I don’t want to go into details. My intuition told me different things than a definition. So what … Czytaj dalej
If not Mozambique, then what will move us? According to the United Nations (the UN) data, in the moment when I’m writing this article (29-30th of March, 2019), 786 people died in Mozambique, Zimbabwe and Malawi as a consequence of … Czytaj dalej
A Polish singer Alicja Majewska was singing about being a woman. A part of the lyrics was: “Being a woman – I dream of it while being a child, being a woman because women are mischievous and treacherous”. In her … Czytaj dalej