"The fall as cometo stayleafs on the soundthe cracking noiseorange, red and yellowcombine with brownall aroundmy viewnew rebornleave the oldand prepare for the new." Preparing for new changes and new thoughts come in my way. Into the Fall I will answer this call. - Irina Marques Images & writing by the author.
Balanced on a swing goes up and down don’t let think. About what? In metaphor I navigate with no doubt. Try to express not impress feeling too intense but make no sound do not disturb what is around. To direct mess up and became incorrect I can’t express myself in right words somehow they became … Continue reading Art life
Here we go again in the present station trying to get the train that will lead us to improvisation. Why? Wondering if sometimes I miss something I don’t know. Some days I don’t feel like me my thoughts and feels are combine in a sense of nonsense from time to time eventually they will pass … Continue reading Stations
Behave yourself don't you see? The more you speak to me my silence will get free. I look for words on each corner of my mind a kind of thought that I get inside can you read my mind? I don't think so. The subjective of objectivity it's just around the corner … Continue reading The silent words whisper.
For my friend Edsilva O tempo consome, modifica, altera, nosso percurso que é apenas um fragmento de um todo maior momento na história passa a memória de quem pertence recordar. Quantas estações passam e testemunham momentos num labirinto de pensares que pedem por atenções. Tudo se altera, disseram. Sim, tudo volta à … Continue reading Impermanência do efémero (portuguese poetry)