Should I Fear a Dreadful Angel? – [A forcible 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 forcible republication of my first post here]

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?

Every Day of Remembrance – Speaking with the dead

Once, I lost a person very close to me; so close, that she was part of me: my best friend and my mate and lover. It happened thirteen years ago (but it could have been yesterday; or even today, because I’m still losing her every day of my life), and she is not in any… Continue reading Every Day of Remembrance – Speaking with the dead