Sweet summer night

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Sweet summer night

Other outages, and now a return « online. »
Like the basement that flooded yesterday for the first time after heavy rain.

Now it’s a delicious evening, the beginning of the national holiday in France, people wandering toward street parties for drink and dancing. Certainly nothing like Spain the past few nights, though. We knew that kind of partying here in France in 1998… Sweet.
I open the book on my desk, a novel that I haven’t yet read. My eyes fall on this sentence in the middle of the page: « Quel malheur de mourir, de viellir et de voir les bonnes choses s’éloigner si vite de nous. » (How sad to die, grow old and watch the good things slip away from us so quickly.)
Ah, such is life. Although the problem is not dying and growing old; the problem is the « good, » the « slip away, » the « us, » the « quickly. »

By | 2015-10-02T11:53:16+00:00 juillet 13th, 2010|Textes|0 Comments

About the Author:

Enseignante Zen et poète, Sensei Amy “Tu es cela” Hollowell est née et a grandi à Minneapolis, aux Etats-Unis. Arrivée en France en 1981 pour étudier la littérature et l’histoire, elle y est restée, s’installant à Paris, où elle élève ses deux enfants et gagne sa vie en tant que journaliste. The Zen teacher and poet Amy “Tu es cela” Hollowell Sensei was born and raised in Minneapolis, but came to France in 1981 to study literature and history and has lived in Paris ever since, raising her two children and making a living as a journalist.

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