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My grandma, her stories, and the future of the world

As in many Polish families in the 90s, I grew up with my grandma living with us. She was a survivor – born in 1914, in the first year of her life her father was conscripted in the army. He went fighting and when he came back, he was physically ruined and never got better any more. Her mother, during the absence of her newly wedded husband, did her best to take care of her two small babies and whatRead More

Rabindranath Tagore, L’Offrande Lyrique

28 March 2017 En français, Literature

XXXIX Quand le cœur est dur et desséché, descends sur moi dans une averse de clémence. Quand la vie a perdu sa grâce, viens à moi dans une explosion de chant. Quand l’œuvre de tumulte élève de toutes parts son vacarme, m’excluant d’au delà, viens à moi, Seigneur du silence, avec ta paix et ton repos. Quand mon cœur misérable gît, captif, tapi dans un coin, enfonce la porte, mon Roi, et viens dans le cérémonial d’un roi. Quand leRead More