¡Agradecida por este mundo, por la mejor profesión y por los que amo! Thankful for this world, for the best profession and for those whom I love!
Sofia, BULGARIA
Joined December 2014
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Lluvia de Verano retweeted
What care I for the world’s seasons
Since you are my whole world my love
I follow seasons from your hands & face
When you smile roses bloom, spring arrives
When you grieve, leaves fall in sorrow
Your absence brings winter
When you hold my hands I understand
that summer's arrived
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Lluvia de Verano retweeted
Apr 12 - 21, 1963
The Gypsy Cried
backed by
The Ronettes
Estelle Ronnie and Nedra
Murray The K's
Easter Show Of Shows
Brooklyn Fox
Flatbush at Nevins
Lluvia de Verano retweeted
He doesn't realise it yet but it will be a bitter victory for Giorgio Germont as his frosty argument about ephemeral female beauty deals a blow to poor Violetta. South African soprano Pretty Yende, shows off her luminous vocal skill with @PlacidoDomingo , the archetypal Verdi father in a memory from a concert in Rome a year ago today. Stage perfection in one of the most emotive duets in "La Traviata".
Lluvia de Verano retweeted
Aug 1969 - Anniston Alabama
Lou's shirt ripped off and
torn to pieces by
insane screaming teenage girls
Show sponsored by
WSGN 610 AM Birmingham
Veo en tu mirada calurosa,
luz dorada me bendice a mí y a lo que roza.
Al decir palabras de la poesía, intento
hallar otras para el sentimiento.
Quiero hacer lo que tú haces,
dándome el sentido
de que soy el ser más amado
que jamás haya nacido.
#poemacorto (@SalidaSol)
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Your presence fills your gaze,
gold light blessing me and all space.
When I find the poetry words I look for, I want
to invent better ones to correspond.
But my heart does less than yours, so warm
to make me feel
the most loved person ever born.
#micropoetry (@SalidaSol)
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“No soporto ver llorar a nadie”, solía decir mi mamá. Pero
quizá sea algo hereditario, mamá; no puedo tampoco.
Me duele más si hablo con alguien y no logro hacer lo que quiero:
secar suavemente las gotas de lluvia de sus ojos.
#poemacorto (@SalidaSol)
“I can’t stand seeing anyone cry” my mom used to say. In truth,
this is something hereditary, Mom, but it hurts me to realize
that I sometimes fail to do what I should —
to gently wipe the raindrops from someone's eyes.
#micropoetry (@SalidaSol)
Even discomfort can be a good thing.
"Anything that is new, even if it is good, will feel uncomfortable until it is also familiar."
Brianna Wiest
Incluso el malestar puede ser bueno.
"Cualquier cosa nueva, aunque sea buena, resultará incómoda hasta que también resulte familiar."
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The sea is calmness.
Like a human who has reached
his destined seashore.
#haiku (@SalidaSol)
#destination
El mar en calma.
Como alguien que llegó
a su orilla.
#haiku (@SalidaSol)
#destino
Lluvia de Verano retweeted
THIRST AKA LONGING
Do you know what longing is, O child?
Longing is to stay silent when dying to speak
Longing is a thirst that glues the tongue
to the roof of the mouth
And if you ask,
what is the worst of thirst aka longing?
It is being unable to drink
while standing right beside the water
Just like remaining parched in the middle of the sea
Or, though your beloved is merely two steps away
Being unable to touch them, unable to speak
And remaining light-years apart
#TikTok #Huracán #Poetry #writingcommunity #BookCommunity #booklover #love #rumi #poem
Lluvia de Verano retweeted
LOVING YOU
Loving you is like boarding a tram facing backward,
As the entire city flees into the rear-view,
I stare straight into the direction you head
While longing to draw near, growing more distant
You are like the warmth of a teacup,
Holding on too tight and it burns the hand,
letting go and you turn cold.
I frequently lose myself within the curves of your face,
Because no matter which map I consult,
it feels somehow incomplete.
The flaw is certainly not upon your flawless face;
Your face is the single continent
that cartographers fail to chart
I used to love you more on Sundays,
With the warmth of freshly baked bread,
And a touch of bashfulness,
Whenever you cast your eyes
down upon the street,
I could never bring myself to step on them.
Now that you are gone,
If I were to write you a letter,
I would place only my solitude inside its envelope.
Yet you know, I always forget to affix a stamp;
Hence this love never reaches you,
It always remains with me,
In a corner of the table,
Amidst piles of letters unmailed
#poetry #poetrycommunity #Poesía #poetrybook #love
A peaceful moment of self-reflection.
Girl Arranging Her Hair. 1886. Mary Cassatt
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Un momento tranquilo de introspección.
Muchacha arreglándose el cabello. 1886. Mary Cassatt
A square in my city, Sofia, with lots of boutique shops with books, souvenirs, toys, and manuals. . . everything in abundance.
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Una plaza de mi ciudad, Sofía, con muchas boutiques de libros, recuerdos, juguetes y manuales... de todo en abundancia.
Lluvia de Verano retweeted
Saliendo del pueblo, justo al final de la calle de la iglesia antigua, hay un prado verde rodeado de pinos. Atravesando el manto de césped, se encuentra un senderito estrecho, que sale en dirección desconocida. Las personas mayores nunca lo inician...
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Lluvia de Verano retweeted
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No one else, Love, will sleep in my dreams.
You will go, we will go together, over the waters of time.
No one else will travel through the shadows with me
only you, evergreen, ever sun, ever moon.
- Sonnet LXXXI
Pablo #Neruda #poetry #Love
#poetrycommunity
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Good morning dear X/friends 🌹🧡😊 and Happy December 🌺
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