Today, now, is Christmas Eve and I feel the need to recall my sister (not that I do not recall her every day, but today is special) and also make a post for her, on her own blog. So here you are, my dear; some edited pics according to your taste…: and there you go… Continue reading Where Angels Go
Tag: Death
Should I Fear a Dreadful Angel? – A republication of my first post here
Revisiting tonight this blog of my late sister (in a late hour of the night, too), I find that my first post here, from August 16th, 2016, precedes directly my last one, published just a while ago. Both of them speak about the same —or almost—… Eight months and ten days ago, three days after… Continue reading Should I Fear a Dreadful Angel? – A republication of my first post here
Before Crossing the Dark Veil into the Light
In Loving Memory of Ari Fontrodona – Called to meet the Father (or Mother), and our own parents, on August 13th – 2016. May she be in Grace and perfect happiness, as she always intended —and often accomplished— in her earthly life, in spite of everything. When she named this blog SOMETHING BEYOND, she really… Continue reading Before Crossing the Dark Veil into the Light
Still life and still death
Illustrating old dead roots into the sand – young still flesh; branches and leaves – oddly lightened [Dedicated to the bewitching memory of my sister, who was fond of T. S. Eliot -and entirely inspired by her physical absence nowadays] – What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow Out of this stony rubbish?… Continue reading Still life and still death
It’s a Magical World indeed
[This is a posthumous post -as every other one published here by Arishej after August 13th, 2016-. It was published, almost exactly a year ago: 31st december 2015, on a social network, as a New Year’s greeting . It’s well worth a re-posting now when we are close to begin a new year.] There is… Continue reading It’s a Magical World indeed
After her funeral, the darkness of God
Originally posted on INVISIBLE FORMS:
Thomas S. Eliot in Catalan (I) – Translated by Ari Fontrodona ? Fifty days, today, after losing her I keep on finding portions of her favourite poems translated to Catalan in her notebooks and on loose sheets of paper inside the books, or in archives in her computer. And as…
Ka merav pala tute – Moriré per tu – I will die for you
This is one of my favourite poems from “Dukh” (Pain), by Hedina Tahirović, 2007. Beyond its intrinsic literary merit, the book is also a milestone: the first collection of poems ever witten in Gurbet Rromani (Gurbetcko Rromano). Besides helping to divulgate it, my aim is to provide a translation into Catalan, which is my other… Continue reading Ka merav pala tute – Moriré per tu – I will die for you
Three Rromani poems on pain and sorrow (… what else?) (III)
This post continues two previous ones, with the same heading, presenting my translations into Catalan of some Rromani poems from “Dukh” (Pain), by Hedina Tahirović Sijerčić. (For an introductory explanation and a concise biographical note about the author, please follow this link.) Nashav Nashav prdal pe livadjina thaj plajinaka Von chingaren thaj traden man. Nashav… Continue reading Three Rromani poems on pain and sorrow (… what else?) (III)
Three Rromani poems on pain and sorrow (… what else?) (II)
This post continues a previous one with the same heading on my translations into Catalan of some Rromani poems from “Dukh” (Pain), by Hedina Tahirović Sijerčić. (For an introductory explanation and a concise biographical note about the author, please follow the link above.) Dukhalipe O dukhalipe vulisarilo mrni odji, odji tasavel pes. Sar te phurdav… Continue reading Three Rromani poems on pain and sorrow (… what else?) (II)
Should I fear a dreadful Angel?
[This is the first -and older- among several drafts left here by my sister Ariel weeks or months ago. I don’t know exactly when. Like the others it is not finished (or so I guess), but the portion of the poem and its translation into English are complete according to the note below (“Duineser Elegien”;… Continue reading Should I fear a dreadful Angel?
Something Beyond 