{random poetry #62}


the ability to suffer and endure,
that’s nobility, friend.
the ability to suffer and endure,
for an idea, a feeling, a way,
that’s art, my friend.
the ability to suffer and endure
when love fails,
that’s hell, old friend (...)
Bukowski, C. in the creation coffin


"no true relationship of love is for you. Love is about the person you love."
Smith, S., in Marriage Isn’t For You


travel is like love,
it is, in the end,
mostly because it's a
heightened state of awareness,
in which we are mindful,
receptive,
undimmed by familiarity 
and ready to be transformed.
that is why the best trips,
like the best love affairs,
never really end.
Iyer, P.



the art of endure