Lisa Corva

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Immer gähnet schläfriger Tag sein Regenlied.

Friday, 23 January 2015 @09:42

"Immer gähnet schläfriger Tag sein Regenlied."
The sleepy yawning day sings again his rainy song.

January. Grey rainy January with the words of Else Lasker-Schüler.

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Meeting you in a dream.

Friday, 16 January 2015 @10:29

"Most of all she wondered about the man at the next table whose voice was like – like a dream which she did not know she had dreamed."
(Susan Glaspell)
Meeting you in a dream.

From "The Persephone Book of Short Stories".

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Just living is not enough, said the butterfly. One must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.

Friday, 9 January 2015 @12:02

"Just living is not enough, said the butterfly. One must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower".
(Hans Christian Andersen)

Butterfly ultra-light philosophy for the New Year.

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Lisa Corva

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.