A broken heart on a clear spring evening like an empty playground A broken heart on a clear spring evening in an empty playground Clear spring evening an empty playground a broken heart June, ‘09 Posted in Haiku or so, Second Drawer - Poetry, הכל -...

to read the followed The Sea Beast gives as the full text of Leonard Cohen’s How to Speak Poetry. a Must!! and israeli musician, a superb guitar player, Yair Yona, open up his wonderful blog – Small Town Romance – opens its gates to the english reading...

I really don’t know what I would have done if I was a slug (or a working immigrant without a visa) Drooling my way on earth without a privacy, without a place to hide in, from the pursuing storms of life without four cosy walls, a place to...

after many years, she finally made it to get me in the bed with her she faced the wall and guided my hands to hold her breasts nothing more than that has happened because she had these Basset Hound’s eyes that can turn any given decent man into a...

I wanted to know how death feels Removing my clothes I lay down on the bathroom floor cheek kissing the cold tiles arms scattered by my side I wanted to know the feeling of death Closing my eyes I thought about the whole of my life walking backwards in...