Posted by Helena Smole in Relationships
on Aug 18th, 2014
To and fro you send your waves,
without stop or delay.
If everything else fails,
to you still whisper I may.
Whisper the heaviness of my way.
Tell you the stories I can no longer carry,
throw them in your depths and be merry.
Being immense and astonishingly deep,
there is so much you can keep.
Without any danger to your salt flower,
there is so much you can devour.
From the pain so common to the human heart,
to the vanity of our beach display.
From the despair of a lost soul,
to the sweetness of a young couple’s fruit bowl.
And why should you ever at the face of human drama even stir?
When all the...
Posted by Helena Smole in Relationships
on Aug 4th, 2014
A while, not very long ago, I took a train to the Gorenjska region of Slovenia, EU. I saw a kestrel flying over a corn field and I remembered a kestrel nesting on our balcony years ago, when I was still working in the city, commuting by train every day. The year I started to work at home on the slightly remote outskirts of the city, the kestrel chose another place to nest. Probably due to being too timid.
I saw a farmer digging out potatoes. And I thought to myself: Is he going to sell them on a farmers market? Or is he going to cook enough jota* for all the perky grandchildren? What you really need...