Today I got a CD in the mail. It was something I knew was coming. A CD filled with poetry, all the way from Chicago. My friend/sister Kathy turns out to be a very good poetry writer, and her reading the poetry makes it sound even better :-). Now at least I am a little less of a culture-barbarian. Thanks a LOT!!! More reasons for me to want to see her dance also.
The Widow’s Revenge
© Katherinne Bardales
I ran away to the desert, a black shawl,
to mend my broken heart
with fuschia papelillo petals,
green flesh of cactus
and sharp fox teeth.
Many miles I walked, barefoot,
cutting open my soles with broken beer bottles
and burnt wood left from talking circles
long ago.
Layer by layer of skin I peeled off,
leaving trails of brown and pink in the sand.
With my tanned skeleton I danced in the wind
and made love to the sand dunes.
Then sun reached out with its upturned fingernails
and made my hair catch on fire.
My head, a golden flame now, turned my memory to dust.
I became speckles of copper and meteor
and the fishermen, who crossed the desert each day
to find virgin shores filled with silver eyes
sprinkled me on their fish like spice.
I made them see oases.
I made them jump in sandpits, mad with love.
Aanstaande zaterdag is mijn eerste vakantie dit jaar en dit keer ga ik een dikke week op bezoek bij mijn Spaanse vrienden in Alcorcon. Hier was ik 
Milan was really nice. After our arrival at Malpensa airport I quickly realized that I misjudged the temperatures. There was quite a lot of snow lying around and clearly my expectation that it would be warmer in Milan compared to Holland was wrong.
First we thought about Venice, then we changed to Rome and finally we decided on Milan as the city to spend for a nice weekend in 
Mijn neef Leo gaat binnenkort trouwen met zijn vriendin Julia. Julia komt van origine uit Rusland, dus het plan was om te trouwen in Nederland en in Rusland. Leuk! Maar wat blijkt… er blijkt heel wat te lezen over de plek waar Julia vandaan komt en het is niet allemaal zo best.
