Say his name aloud. Cristóbal Balenciaga. A name poem, an octosyllable perfectly arranged in harmonious beauty. Like Cristóbal Balenciaga scissoring fabric into timeless elegance. When
It happened February 17, the single day—the only day this year it will occur. Fortuitous timing of a singular marvel.
Was being born in the Year of the Ox why I wanted to return to the velvet-brown mountains of Dovre, the only place in Norway
It’s Saturday morning, April, autumn quietly deepening in the southern latitude. In New Zealand’s high alpine, the wind is swaying the tussock into rolling waves
In Córdoba, “nadie escapa de la poesía” (nobody escapes from poetry) wrote Shmuel HaNagid, in the tenth century. Rills of water flow softly in a
Hiking Lion’s Den on Fogo Island in Newfoundland tickled us pink. Being there with Clare and a friend. The wind and sun and uphill climbs
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