Inspired by poetry...

in the form of a fairy tale...from the golden hand of the great Arany...the story lying dormant on the shelves...the moment of need not accidentally forces open the pages...to fill with awe and joy...back to childhood with the speed of light...was worth the wait all these decades...evens the dull day...manyfold...and the next

Birth-of-a blog edition

It will happen to you, too...one day you decide to set one up...hesitate at the title , then at the url...then it just falls into place...naturally...the results are instant feedback to the analyst...you are (con)figured...and in print...open to all curious...fortunately, you are not that interesting...not in depth...but...got stuck at the profile when realized connections to total strangers...via our liking a certain film or music...who is he...wonder...she in Scotland liking Bergman...we have this in common... imagine...kinship, just like that...