CreditEnzo Pérès-Labourdette FRIENDS and family gathered around the limp body of a 15-year-old boy laid out on a bed in a thatched hut near the Brazilian town of Iguatemi, close to the borde... Read more
Who Am I? Why Is My Name Wissai? This morning I woke up with a start. A flood of thoughts was washing over me. So I reached for my iPad and let my fingers be the guide. I touched on many of... Read more
Solar Eclipse my soul suffers a solar eclipse when you’re close by like the evanescent blooming moon in a solitary night like the western mountains shrouding in silence like sor... Read more
Autorretrato con Traje de Terciopelo by Frida Kahlo, 1926 Denise …Yesterday, I got in the inbox a letter from Denise. I didn’t quite understand it, but a note of melancholy hit m... Read more
The First Word:The Search for the Origins of Language Written by Christine Kenneally Reviewed by Roberto Wissai The following are verbatim notes of the above book, interspersed with my occas... Read more
Albert Camus From my recollection, Albert Camus opened his book Le Mythe de Sisyphe with an arresting thought which hit me like a sledgehammer when I first came across it. The thought is tha... Read more
Le Géant de Papier Jean-Jacques Lafon Demandez-moi de combattre le diable D´aller défier les dragons du néant De vous construire des tours, des cathédrales Sur des sables mouvants Demandez-m... Read more
Le Temps Qu’il Nous Reste Nana Mouskouri Quelle importance le temps qu’il nous reste, nous aurons la chance de vieillir ensemble: au fond de tes yeux vivra ma tendresse, au fond... Read more
Today has been a good day, so far. A cool front moved into town, bringing down the temperature in the desert, and rare rain is in the making. I slept well last night. My mind was finally at... Read more
Times long ago and places far away Everybody dies. No need for you to cry For me when I am gone. What matters is for you not to be withdrawn When I am still alive. That means, now, yes, now.... Read more
I love the movie “Pulp Fiction” (henceforth PF) because I love controlled chaos and excess; the exhilarating, intoxicating feeling of jumping into the abyss and somehow, miraculo... Read more
Be Careful of Where You’re Going Have you heard of the Chinese proverb, the one that says, “if you continue the road you’re on, you will get to where you’re headed?” I suppose... Read more
Áo Lụa Hà Đông Nguyên Sa Nắng Sài gòn anh đi mà chợt mát bởi vì em mặc áo lụa Hà Đông anh vẫn yêu màu áo ấy vô cùng thơ của anh vẫn còn nguyên lụa trắng anh vẫn nhớ em ngồi đây tóc ngắn ... Read more
The movie “War Horse”, Aesthetics, and “Criticism/Opinions/Comments”
Spoken words may or may not linger in memory, but written words, especially in the Age of Internet, last forever. So wise men refrain from writing anything that makes them appear stupid and... Read more