Aachen, Radhadesh, Dusseldorf for the 44th
For my 44th my only wish was to pray. To thank God for the blessings. To let go and trust the cosmos. It was a sweet little road trip. It’s almost May, and I still carry with me: the smell of incense, the sound of bells, and a sense of calm.
An Ode to the Stylish Cafes of Copenhagen
The aroma of coffee fills the air,As I sit in this cozy little square.The clinking of cups and chatter of friends,A peaceful escape that never ends. The sun shines through the window panes,As I sip on my latte and forget my pains.The barista smiles and greets me by name,A warm feeling that’s hard to explain.…
10 Postcards from Copenhagen
The keyring at the 7 Eleven informs me that hygge is about taking time away from the daily rush to be together with people you care about – or even by yourself – to relax and enjoy life’s quieter pleasures. It costs 50 kroner.
Belmonte Arboretum in Spring Sunshine
A visit to the Belmonte Arboretum in Wageningen yielded joy and sunshine. In full bloom were rhododendrons, cherry blossoms, magnolias, camellias, and narcissus. There were plenty varieties of rose bushes though not yet flowering, their promise holding much hope. It’s lovely how the entire year has offerings of petalled wonders. Adding to the day were…
70 Postcards from Paris
Bambi and I were in Paris for the Winter holidays – here is a sampling of what we were up to. It was magical!
The Graph of a Cry
My dissertation is available as a book for academics, libraries, and those who are interested to read more about the phenomenal journey of the American ghazal. This dissertation analyzes the journey of the ancient Arabic poetic form of the ghazal to America to provide insights into transnational poetry and cultural mobility. While the movement of…
Museum VoorLinden in a weird year
In the summer 2020, we took some time off to go visit spaces that resonated our inner landscape. It was a beautiful time for innovation, but mostly there was devastation followed by a constant creeping feeling of calamity. When my friend Marrije suggested that a visit to the Museum Voorlinden is a must. I took…
If I Am Tired, I Will Rest
The kingdom of heaven — whatever that place is to you — does not care about how many books you have published nor how many emails you have answered. Just imagine dying without truly understanding just how many shades of blue the sky contains? Source: If I Am Tired, I Will Rest By: Lisa Marie Basile…