Katarína Varsiková

Kategória - Knihy

Birds, Books, Fire

Swallows flying swiftly across the deep blue sky, many of them, producing the high-pitched and still soft sound that can bother nobody. Not like pigeon cooing that some like and others hate, unlike harsh calls of crows. The roofs are red, the...

Slová, spomienky, štrbiny

Foto: Slávny usmievajúci sa anjel z remešskej katedrály. Tieto moje blogy vychádzajú z potreby hľadať, čo sa dá povedať slovami, z mojej potreby písať, z možnosti nekonečných príbehov, ktoré vnímam. Väčšinou nepíšem...

April Inspires

With Lianna in a park in Ixelles Finally, low grey sky, first comforting drops of rain on the roof, the unmistakable smell of water in the air. It is a fine rain, the one that almost leaves no traces on windows. I am very suspicious towards...

Mestá, miesta, traumy a hojenie

Foto: Lu a Radek na streche Raz, za letného popoludnia, sme sedeli s priateľmi na chalupe na terase. Káva, víno, oriešky, keksíky, klasika. Pri nohách mi sedel pes Disquito, obyvateľ kopaníc, dúfam, že stále žijúca...

Tales from the Locked Town

Photo by Lula. Garudasana We met with a friend to walk together through the lockdown town one late afternoon. We should not have – technically speaking – but we haven´t seen each other for months and spring is in the air. The...

Creative Confusion

Picture by Beya on the Bright Brussels Night. Valentine´s Friday 2020 Haven´t read a novel for some time; tried a few from my bookshelves that people brought or rather dumped here, no catch. Then, in the corner of the yoga...