Monday Note

After a hardcore cross-country trip to Calgary and Ottawa, all within 3 days, I’m back in my home sweet home.

My first time in Calgary, called Cowtown by the locals, left me with the friendliest impression. I finally met – in real life! – the two coolest tweeters I’m in contact with. How did it go? Awesome. How were they? More awesome. Are we going to meet again? Hell yes. Ottawa was yet again a short and busy trip, the highlight being its blue sky and work-related stuff.

See, I’m already getting better with my updates – this is, of course, if you even give a dime!

Have a wonderful week.

S

Run-Ran-Run

She runs, ran, runs
under the wet April sky;
witnessing two homeless
geese and a lonely towel
lying on the bench.

In the name of faith
she then lies – why?
To sacrifice tiny hopes;
to kill the envious;
to love their smiles.

S

Certified Copy

When the year 2011 began, I listed my yearly resolutions, one of which was writing more journal entries and cultural reviews as opposed to only poems and little quotes here and there.

Guess what? I’m about to start my project with a brief take on Kiarostmi’s most recent film, “Certified Copy.”

I stepped into the theatre, ignoring the movie critiques I had read and with no expectation whatsoever, and came out with a big smile on my face. The long shots; the beautiful script, switching dialogues between French, English and Italian; the brilliant performances by Juliette Binoche (no surprise!) and William Shimell; made it an altogether enjoyable viewing experience.

Unlike most people, I tend not to compare a movie to the director’s previous projects. Even then, I would still give this a high rating amongst Kiarostami’s other films.

… so yes, it was totally my cuppa.

S

Silver Days

How can I have faith in you and your dreams
while reddish ink is leaking from the rival’s lips?

Where have you gone? To the world of opulence?
What drug can heal this dangerous liaison?

I’m free from your anchored heart, out of my own mind,
crazy in love for an unknown soul – year after year.

The passing days; even the time is unfaithful today.
We sever ties and I bid you farewell. Alas, forever.

S