Friday, 31 October 2014 @08:43
"Ce qui fait la nuit en nous, peut laisser en nous les étoiles"
Because what makes night within us might leave stars. Words to remember by as the night and the darkness come closer.
Friday, 17 October 2014 @09:50
"If I had known before
I would ask my heart back once again
I cant’ take this burning anymore".
The city talks to me: I'm in London and this is the title of a work of art, at Frieze. Naeem Mohaiemen, Archival Prints on Rice Paper.
And isn't a burned heart a work of art?
Friday, 10 October 2014 @08:40
"She did not exactly smile: her expression suggested sunlight behind clouds on a close, hushed day"
You, like a hushed day.
Yes, I write. Yes, I believe in the magic of words. That’s why you’ll find me here, every Friday: Lisa “globish”!
I believe in the magic of words, and I believe Piazza Unità in Trieste, where I was born, is the most romantic square in the world. (And yes, it’s in Italy, proudly facing the sea). I love roses in every form. And, of course, I do love my blog, expecially now that I can carry it around on my iPhone.