silence

there is a helicopter outside
it flies high

the birds sing
and light blue is again the sky

it is the mid-day
outside full of life

but i am not curious of the helicopter
nor of the birds
and i don’t find comfort
not even in the beautiful sky

no sun can warm up my heart

since you have chosen silence

all seems like a gray rock

ghosts

some ghosts are elusive
they don't want to play with you
nor listen to your voice

sometimes
summer kisses
become
winter tears

and i just wanted to tell you
that i wanted to follow you
and be with you

until the end of the world
Bis ans Ende der Welt
[click on PLAY for the song]

Summer kisses, Winter tears
That was what he gave to me
Never thought that I'd travel all alone
The trail of memories

Happy hours, lonely years
But I guess I can't complain
For I still recall the Summer sun
Through all the Winter rain

The fire of love, the fire of love
Can burn from afar
And nothing can light the dark of the night
Like a falling star
Summer kisses, Winter tears
Like the stars they fade away
Leaving me to spend my lonely nights
With dreams of yesterday

Leaving me to spend my lonely nights
With dreams of yesterday
Summer kisses, Winter tears

der Schaufelraddampfer

or English
(you were right the 1st time!)
a Paddle wheel steamer
or in Spanish
un Buque de vapor a rueda de paleta...

so what I know about Tom Sawyer
the little details
is not 'cause I have read Mark Twain
i confess myself Twain-ignorant
and what a shame!
but one day, maybe soon
I hope i can read him

anyway, i know a bit about
Tom and Huck and yes Becky
because while in Mexico i used
to watch these lovely japanese cartoons!
the Tom Sawyer adventures

the story-line was taken straight from the book
and the episodes were so funny

again the original version was in Japanese
but i watched dubbed in Spanish
a real treat!

look at the ending of every cartoon
Tom and Huck running free
following der Schaufelraddampfer
heh heh
this is the original japanese
with a lovely (even if not understandable at all)
song



and here the 1st episode of the series
in Spanish!
you might want to see, even without understanding
the words, one can follow the actions
that's what i love about cartoons

here Tom and Becky



and maybe my favorite Episode!
Joe el Indio
oh Joe the indian is so freightening



i hate youtube, but i love youtube too

and NO, i was not a child when i watched these cartoons on TV
i was i think 25 or 26
and up to this day
i still watch cartoons, not just Adult cartoons
like the Simpsons

but i watch children cartoons now & then
i still love Tom & Jerry and the old Spider-Man
and so many others

sure! i can be an pseudo intellectual and
get all fussy about Nietzsche and Schopenhauer
but also, i can easily on a Saturday morning
tunning into Sesame Street
and have a fun session with Kermit the frog
and for sure with mister Elmo
i am a freak but i love this guy!

oh the glory of become old
without many prejudices when it comes to sophistication

long live Tom Sawyer
writers, cartoon makers
and any other artists that fulfill
our little lives with precious moments

coffee for tea

"None but a coward dares to boast that he has never known fear."
-Ferdinand Foch, French general

I always do the same at the office
when in the midmorning, soporific hours
to my soul, crawling...
i climb the stairs for a cup of black tea
yet
if there's fresh-made coffee
i switch invariably...

but this is the tea collection
zu Hause ;)
so i guess, doesn't really matter

café, tea, whatever to keep my mind
awake and spirited
while these black spots on a white screen
i keep on typing

the intricate systems we humans
have created when it comes to the classification
of the drinking

ah! sabor

the day time broke

today my time broke
just like that

i came home after 9, 10, 12? hours
of being away and this home
of home smells no more

checked my arm time
broken!

i have never broken a watch before
is this a signal?

a stop to all calling
a start-all-over note?

a spiritual rewind

time
stop
breaks
broken

signals?
time to buy back my soul

i feel like one of paul auster characters
those that disappear and tell no families
no friends where they go...
where they hide their miseries and their songs...

cutting umbilical, and of any sort, cords
i felt his beating on my arm
still soft and still strong

maybe like my dead watch
today a new time
for a new life
i shall re-call

this time of mine
this time of no life
today
out of the blue,
broke

waiting for the sky

today
what is it with me today ?
is it the monday's blues?
i am not sure why but
lately, i feel like him...



waiting for something to fall from the sky
some answers and direction, i guess
anything to scare away
this dullness

a gray monday today

haruki murakami

haruki murakami
just read anything and all by him!

he's insightful
he's modern
he's cryptic

and he owned a jazz bar in Tokyo
for many years...
one of my favorite nowadays writers


ich und einen wenig Bücher

Oktoberfest - the California version

as part of meinen Deutschstunde
ich gehe heute Abend zu Oktoberfest
the one in El Cajon, this little town
vecinity of San Diego

ich trinke Warstein Pilsener
i have this theory that if i drink
plenty of German beer
meine Deutsch will improve



but funny
'cause when i came home
i wanted another beer
and i had some Guinness Draught
those cans that have a little ball
to draft the beer nicely

so i assume Guinness improves my English
yet not my German
so i guess at the end of the day
and so much beer, i am back to
Hablar en Español



y sí despues de todo
es mejor
decir buenas noches
así, con en tu mano,
todo el corazón

T. S. Eliot

The Waste Land and other Poems

feinabstimmen

oh languages!
is not as simple as just translation

Language is just one of the many
elements that delineate a society

According to language
it is, i think, the most ancient method
to categorize human societies

we hear, we understand, we connect
action, reaction, perception

and however language is just such a little peak
to an specific civilization!
Yet, the way we all speak
Our choice of words
Reveal not just to what group we belong
language-wise
But if we fine tune the ear
our words reveal
What we think
What we feel
What we dream
Who we are

your words and mine
come from different big crisol!
[der Schmelztiegel]
where like a warm soup
melts in one this vast global civilization
so different
yet all in the same space and the same time

I am lucky to have taken a look at 2 cultures by now
My mother language Spanish
and my country Mexico
And such a defined cultural influence the city
I grew in, and I consider myself lucky as well
For the all the Hispanic literature I was able to read back then
Feeding my soul with distant and magic imaginary cities
Sentiments and surreal places

And later USA
The switch of a culture, the idiosyncrasies of the North-American life
the efficiency! simplicity, the DMW rules
the vast "America"
[not the continent but as americanized Americans refer to this country country]
Their non-metric system
The date, every day, you have to learn to write it
Different
The month goes first
Their illogical yet lovely soft pronunciation
Their short worded sentences
And their open smiles and big hearts
for a nation where guns are legal
How many details are different!
And I am so close geographically to Mexico
Yet a couple of day can pass without me speaking Spanish

Mexico and the USA we are so close
And yet, a whole world apart
and then there is the
American and English literatures
Amazing! Lucky again of have dive in there a little

And now… ah German
Wow, just a few classes and…
I am thankful for my professor
She gets into detail on those miniatures
Experiences of life
Oh how you get grades in school
There and the Autobahn rules
And the little lectures on my book
With maps and cultural “bits”
That show me more of how
The every day people is there
And many other manners of the German culture

I am sure, the next time I am there
I will be much more open and susceptible
To those little details of life
Than when I was there and understood nothing!

Lucky to be able to take a look to another
Civilization, another way of thinking
And living
How the date you write at the office
How people greet in the morning
And what they eat for breakfast
How the love and they think
And how they suffer but recover
All those events that make life so important
Not just the translation of them
But the ethics and the soul
Of another nation
If study a lot!!
This would be my 3rd language
I never valuated so deeply
To be bilingual before, as now,
When I go for the 3rd one…

my English here lately is sloppy
so i bet is my Spanish
but if focus, i know i can write them

i hope one day
i can do "el Deutsch fine-tunning"

ich möchte auf Deutsch sprechen!
und verstehen ein bisschen ein Paar deutsch Seelen