Helena Aguilar Mayans – under the pyramids

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In the Grotto – Part III

It was a very gloomy place at the end of the huge park. […] How sinister it must have looked on that chill autumn evening! […] Huge ancient pines stood out […]

In the Grotto – Part II

It was a very gloomy place at the end of the huge park. […] How sinister it must have looked on that chill autumn evening! […] Huge ancient pines stood out […]

In the Grotto – Part I

It was a very gloomy place at the end of the huge park. […] How sinister it must have looked on that chill autumn evening! […] Huge ancient pines stood out […]

Basilique Fantôme

Ghost basilica, huge and imprecise, buried under the tropical forest: two monsters, eaten away by time and all bearded with lichen guard the entrance […] At the other end opens a […]

A Ghost trapped in Limbo

Left to walk the dark forlorn, From here to eternity. Sometimes I feel so alone, Like no one can see or feel, As a ghost trapped in limbo The only one […]

The pandemonium of the mind Faint memories of a distant time Incessant reveries lost within Hidden treasures, enclosed therein Bien loin d’ici Seemingly present, truthfully absent Failing to connect, with the […]

Par où la Terre finit

Puisque c’est à la tombée de la nuit que prend son vol l’oiseau de Minerve, c’est le moment de parler de vous, chemins qui vous effacez de cette terre victime. Vous […]

Goblin Market

White and golden Lizzie stood,Like a lily in a flood,Like a rock of blue-vein’d stoneLash’d by tides obstreperously,Like a beacon left aloneIn a hoary roaring sea,Sending up a golden fire,Like a […]

Dost thou see a book before thee?

Thomasin: Black Phillip, I conjure thee to speak to me. Speak as thou dost speak to Jonas and Mercy. Dost thou understand my English tongue? Answer me. Black Phillip: What dost […]

Les Champs léthargiques II

La foule des vivants rit et suit sa folie, Tantôt pour son plaisir, tantôt pour son tourment ; Mais par les morts muets, par les morts qu’on oublie, Moi, rêveur, je […]

Les Champs léthargiques I

La foule des vivants rit et suit sa folie, Tantôt pour son plaisir, tantôt pour son tourment ; Mais par les morts muets, par les morts qu’on oublie, Moi, rêveur, je […]

You’d speak my name in tongues

You’d speak my name in tongues, you’d holler out in spades Oh, how I wish you could love me again Into the darkness my baby flies, Into the darkness I say […]