Han Kang’s Greek Lessons, by that South Korean author who won the Nobel Prize a couple of years ago and whose name I sometimes forget but never forget what her words make me feel, came into my hands like

I had always seen coriander as just another ingredient in the kitchen, and for us, it is not a simple garnish, rather, it is a pillar. I think it is the flavor I most associate with my home. We chop it

Today I feel a little romantic and a little sad, like that strange mix that sometimes visits us without warning, like a lump in the throat that never quite forms but never quite dissolves either. In these

There are fruits that carry a story with them, a flavor that transports us directly to childhood, and for me, that fruit is, without a doubt, the cherimoya. From a very young age, I remember discovering

Today is World Poetry Day, and although the date might sound like just another calendar event, for me it is a moment to pause and give thanks for the existence of something that cannot be fully captured,

Termina la semana y no me refiero solo a que el calendario marque sábado o domingo, me refiero a ese momento en que el cuerpo ya no da más y en que la mente se siente como un cristal empañado y sucio por

Last night, while watering the garden, I stopped in front of Dad's avocado tree. The plant that began blooming over a month ago and about which I wrote here some time ago, now bears small fruits no larger

There is something strangely addictive about peering into the abyss, and perhaps that is why, in recent weeks, my nightstand has become a sort of museum of political and social horrors, a hostile territory

Hoy ha sido un día de esos que te dejan sin aliento, y no por algo malo, sino por una larga jornada en la consulta. Soy médico, y aunque mucha gente cree que con el tiempo una se acostumbra a todo, les

A few days ago, while I was having breakfast in the yard, a scent reached me that transported me straight back to my childhood. I didn't even have to look up to know where it was coming from. There she

Just a few days ago, immersed in the logical nightmare of Orwell, @plavookac suggested Ray Bradbury and his Fahrenheit 451 to me, and I, obedient and curious, sought out that title that had always resonated

¡Saludos querida Comunidad! 👋🏼🪸 Soy Ajolote, la Mascota del Proyecto @aliento. Mi fin es guiar a los usuarios que publican en la Comunidad Aliento y darle la bienvenida a los nuevos usuarios. En la

I confess: for years, I accumulated the intellectual sin of ignoring George Orwell, even though friends, voracious readers, professors... everyone recommended two titles to me time and again: 1984 and

Saludos: Hace algunos años —2002, para ser exacta—, Ediciones Sed de Belleza, de Santa Clara, publicaba mi primer cuaderno de poesía. Eran esos los poemas de mi adolescencia, versos cargados de esa ingenuidad

A sigh is still missing for March to awaken spring, but I am already on the eve. From the gate of my garden, I look at the silhouette of my adenium and with a certainty that fills my chest, I know that

I have always believed that there are books that find us at the exact moment we need them most, and that is why today I turn to this poetry notebook by Idea Vilariño. The poetry of Idea Vilariño has been,

Hoy necesito desahogarme un poco y, aunque no suelo hacerlo, hubo algo que removió ciertas fibras en mí y no puedo dejarlo pasar. Llevo ya un tiempo en esta plataforma, claro que no tantos años como algunos

Good night to all my beloved hive friends ♥️ In this post I will share my experience while learning to make bricks with my uncle, my uncle lives in Buket Panjang 2 village and he is a farmer but he also

Hola amigos de @Holos-lotus, hace un año les mostré las orquideas de esta planta, ya se aproxima la primavera y su belleza es reluciente. No se puede ser indiferente. Y como la brisa y el sol del campo

Yesterday for the first time, I entered one of the most important museums in Italy, one of the most important scientific museums located in the Albere district near Trento and it is the MUSE, a museum

Hoy comienza marzo y no sé ustedes, pero yo quiero recibirlo con una sonrisa. 🌸 Es cierto que parezco una loca sonriéndole al calendario, lo sé, pero es que he aprendido con los años y los tropiezos que