Traveling Wind

Wind,

You wave all the world’s seas with your whisper,

Mediterranean waters move like monks mediating in your marvel,

You awaken sleeping Cyprus trees who have fallen to rest in fall,

Monkeys limbo through their newly luscious leaves, no longer weak and crisper

Your beautifying breath kisses my cheeks into a ruby rose,

My face full of budding love and life,

You kiss even my nose,

Like Father nature kisses his wife,

Gently,

You shuffle through the Swiss Alps,

And through every mountain peak

You are eager energy, your energy never weak

You rush over the world, over me, over my scalp

Filling my mind with your mystique,

Existing before ancient Greek

You are not scared of time,

Wind, you are a world wonder.

I wish to be you wind,

To awaken myself to all the world,

To wherever I may blow through,

I will travel like you wind, untrapped by windows,

Qui io vengo (here I come)

To softly sail or to enthusiastically escapade,

Lets go wind,

andiamo. (let's go)

-Carolina Dominguez

Sunday, February 6, 2011

A day in Bologna. A great day in my life.


6 febbraio 2011

Waking up slowly… at mezzagiorno (afternoon) I wake up to nibble on bread, yogurt (ferme saved from la mensa), and an apple. I’m exhausted from Florence. I feel great. I feel exhausted. I walk over to Elle and Kristin’s room and find them nibbling on bread, cheese and salami. We nibble together. I leave for my room to lie on my bed and read my book “Conversations in Sicily”… I wake up again at five in the afternoon, walk over to Elle and Kristin’s room, they have just woken up as well. Lee wants to go get gelato, so I throw my Collegio Alma Mater sweatshirt on and we all walk over in the crisp cold to Dolce Mania Gelateria and nibble on our gelato, my butt situated on the floor while we talk about Florence. Kristin orders a “to go” gelato for Elle and heads back five (well more like 25) steps to campus. Chelsea, Lee and I walk over to Java so I can get my caffeine fix so I don’t fall into slumber again. Lee and I stay for almost an hour talking to the barrista from Morocco. I have a caffe’, a cappuccino and a light coke because its black and red zebra and giraffe decorated bottle goes well with my one-other-bottle coke bottle collection. Lee and I get a free dinner from all the apperativos we were allowed to help ourselves too… molto (many) croissant pigs in a blanket, little puffer croissants and olive pasted toasts. Delitzioso and Gratiz! The barrista gave us a discount and told us to come back next weekend. No doubt. I head back to campus Collegio Alma Mater to blog in “Stargate Study Room”… all the architects are avidly studying but Vittorio takes a break to teach me out of My “Italy” book about his place, where he comes from, from Umbria. Gia and I share music, and we both blog. The blog bug has bitten me. I’m “fixing” to get a glass of wine and have a Superbowl Monday in the basement. A day in Bologna. A great day in my life.
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