Deja Vu!

Knitting, Yoga

In this lifetime, I learned to knit with my gran when I was a little girl. I knitted a blanket for my beloved teddy Boulgoum. Then life happened, and I didn’t touch knitting needles until 20 years later, when my son was about 1 and half year old (late 2009).

Back then I was still recovering from an insanely demanding, busy and stressful job which I had lost shortly after the birth of my son and I was wrestling with post natal depression. Then I had the urge to knit. Literally. I bought some acrylic yarn, size 4mm straight needles and I improvised him a scarf here and then…

Comedy Fuzz

My Poems

“Bang!” Said the gun

The Story of an Evolution.

“Bang! Bang! Bang!” Waving a stick – gun

“You shot me down”, in slow motion

“Bang! Bang! Bang!”

I said: “I’m dead!”

And it makes you smile,

Although I can tell your head

Isn’t completely at rest,

As you give me a slightly worried look.

“Bang!”

A body hits the ground, somewhere.

Hung,

A body elevates itself

Leaving the shallow realm of the half-gods behind,

To enter the wild unknown.

Leaving the one-eyed and the blind

Retelling your story as if they knew

Why you let yourself drown,

In the lights calling you…

Candles, bare lightbulbs, flames, neon,

Sunlight, headlights, starlight, moonlight…

Full moon lit night.

And that’s the last thing you saw of this world.

That’s where your next chapter begins…

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Robin Williams in What Dreams May Come