anguish – Pause-café chez Sonia

What would life be without death?

Leaves in a tree, green and alive, or dry, about to die.

In this article I write some notes inspired by a café-debate about life and death. I share definitions, quotes, reflections on what I retained from the evening, embellished with thoughts and other personal remarks after the event.

Oh my father

I wrote this poem in a moment of intense emotion, which led to the inspiration and ultra-rapid writing, in half an hour at most, of this poem.

17 September 2010 0

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Embrassons Le Ciel Immense

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What would life be without death?

Oh my father