Rebirth

The patting down

The smoothing off

Of dirt and sand

The rain poured on

The desert then

It disappeared

The star we know

Is unforgiving

At times like these

Tectonic plates

That separate

On surfaces

All roads lead to

Another life

Wherever it

May be it is

The patting down

The smoothing off

Another life

Is somewhere else

But here because

The armies made

Of dirt and sand

Must now disarm

Disperse themselves

Not just disperse

But also break

To tiny pieces

From which new life

Is carved like birth

All roads lead to

Another life

Somewhere above

Where hints of light

And lesser texture

Define that place

Song of rebirth

Is good or bad

Depending on

What good or bad

Is smoldering

Upon the skin

Rebirth © Ron Villejo
 

Elsa Zylberstein (5)

Elsa Zylberstein

On reading an interview of French actress “Elsa Zylberstein – pure héroϊne” in Aéroports de Paris magazine.

Part 5

La maison Nucigen – Un homme a gagné aux cartes une maison située au Chili. Après un long voyage avec son espouse, il arrive dans un endroit étrange où les fantômes ne sont pas plus bizarres que les vivants.

I always say yes. I left for Chile without even reading the script.

They say, ‘Be careful what you wish for, you 
     May actually get whatever it may be’ –

Mysterious place, a darkness with an air of fey, 
     The haunts of dying at the edge of life.

Elsa Zylberstein © Ron Villejo