ali-nhyamar78 (65)in Photography Lovers • 8 hours agoCoffee and literature: An indissoluble union/Café y literatura: Una unión indisoluble(ENG-ESP)Coffee is an essential beverage for many, and literature a way to spread and discover new forms of intellectual delight and knowledge. When these two come together, the wonder is mutual, because both areali-nhyamar78 (65)in Literatos • 4 days agoPoema: De como llamar a nuestros seres..Ponle un vaso con agua y unas flores recién cortadas. Luz redentora que llama al buen ser. La soledad o multitud que se pierde igual a los rebaños. Tan cerca y tan distante. Ponle unas gotas de buen perfume.ali-nhyamar78 (65)in Photography Lovers • 6 days agoReina's forgotten docks: Seven Blocks Dock/Los muelles olvidados de Reina: Muelle siete cuadras(ENG-ESP)Another of Reina's piers is the seven blocks, which each year succumbs to the erosion of saltpeter, and like a migrating bird, its entrails are scattered into the sea. These shipwrecks are a reflectionali-nhyamar78 (65)in Blockchain Poets • 6 days agoThe games of your mouthIf from my mouth to yours a prisoner forever held, don't accuse me of excess, when it's my turn to fall in love. And if, upon seeing you, the shape of your indiscretion upsets you, live, re-lives unhappily,ali-nhyamar78 (65)in Photography Lovers • 8 days agoLos muelles olvidados de Reina: El Muelle de HierroHello #PhotographyLovers friends, today I'll continue my challenge of photographing the docks of my city. These are the docks that serve various port functions, plus those that have been forgotten or takenali-nhyamar78 (65)in Blockchain Poets • 9 days agoThe men who dwell in meEven though nothing is given, I feel a presence within me. Even though the desire to establish themselves passes over their heads, I feel their unmistakable presence within me. The same presence that sheltersali-nhyamar78 (65)in Photography Lovers • 10 days agoA sea of beautiful sculptures/Un mar de hermosas esculturas(ENG-ESP)Sometimes we walk through the city unaware that there are places that are rarely visited, or only visited during painful times or on important dates. Sometimes we also don't realize that these places safeguardali-nhyamar78 (65)in Blockchain Poets • 13 days agoPoem: We have arrived too late to the division of bodies, to hungerMy house was all an incorruptible loaf of bread shared among mourners. My house was an expression of hunger, like an insufficient and inevitable morsel, a serene contradiction of the chaos that looms,ali-nhyamar78 (65)in Visual Shots • 14 days agoMuelle Real/Royal Pier(ENG-ESP)Today I will take on the challenge of returning, through images and this community, to show, like postcards, those spaces that penetrate the sea like communicating vessels, like daring structures thatali-nhyamar78 (65)in Literatos • 15 days agoPoema: XX/Poem:XX(ESP-ENG)Hola amigos. ¡Feliz domingo de poesía les deseo! Espero les guste. De joven sentí a los muertos arrastrarse a mis pies como raíces. Seamus Deane De joven es difícil pensar en la muerte. Muchos la ven comoali-nhyamar78 (65)in Hive Book Club • 16 days agoReview: Cienfuegos, a big book with enormous wings/Reseña: Cienfuegos, un libro grande con unas alas enormes(ESP-ENG)There are books that move you or surprise you suddenly and unexpectedly. There are books that embellish our own stories, as if we were living within them. There are books so…ali-nhyamar78 (65)in Photography Lovers • 18 days agoWaterfront city/Ciudad frente al mar(ENG-ESP)My city doesn't mock artifice. It lives on its memories, its traditions, and its depths. My city doesn't transgress itself; it seeks to survive through images, like a beautiful woman who reveals the mostali-nhyamar78 (65)in Literatos • 19 days agoPoema: Encuentro/Poem: Encounter(ESP-ENG)Hola amigos de literatos. ¡Feliz miércoles de poesía para ustedes! Entre recia floresta, divise unos galgos. Hermosa figura de estos, pasto verde y pisada de perros. Negras cabezas y graciosa figura. Hanali-nhyamar78 (65)in Photography Lovers • 20 days agoTime of Wolves II: A Cuba built with dreams and deconstructed in nightmares/Tiempo de lobos II: Una Cuba construida con sueños y deconstruida en pesadillas(ENG-ESP)A lost, frozen, dark, longed-for Cuba, built with dreams and deconstructed in nightmares, is part of the images I bring you today in the second part of Time of Wolves II. A malnourished island, satiatedali-nhyamar78 (65)in Literatos • 21 days agoPoema: Meditación I/Poema: Meditación I(ESP-ENG)Hola amigos de esta bella comunidad. Feliz inicio de semana. Aquí les dejo otro de los primeros poemas que escribí. Espero sus criterios. Nunca tendré de nuevo lo que la muerte me ofreció, Lo que tanali-nhyamar78 (65)in Holos&Lotus • 22 days agoLa esencia de lo simple/iniciativa №40/Café y bienestar//The essence of simplicity/initiative №40/Coffee and well-being(ESP-ENG)Hola amigos de esta hermosa comunidad de @holos-lotus , un placer estar con ustedes de nuevo, participando en esta nueva iniciativa y para la que deseo que mis amigos @restaurador y @maiasun84, nos escribanali-nhyamar78 rebloggedcharjaim (74)Columnistain Holos&Lotus • 26 days agoLa esencia de lo simple/Iniciativa №40/Esa vida nuestra/ESP-ENG Reciban mis saludos cargados de los mejores deseos para un exitoso 2026, amigos de @holos-lotus. Regreso con la Iniciativa número 40, de Esa vida nuestra , un nuevo motivo de…ali-nhyamar78 (65)in Literatos • 23 days agoPoema: Itinerario de la definición/Poem: Itinerary of Definition(ESP-ENG)Hola amigos, hoy deseo compartir con ustedes este poema que fue uno de los primeros que escribí y que buscando en viejos papeles, encontré. Espero les guste y también estaré…ali-nhyamar78 (65)in Photography Lovers • 24 days agoExhibition: Time of Wolves, Part 1./Exposición: Tiempo de lobos, 1ra parte.(ENG-ESP)Hello friends, a few days ago I visited the artists' studio again. I wanted to see the new work of my friend, the artist Rebull, and I was surprised by his new exhibition called Time of Wolves. This newali-nhyamar78 (65)in Blockchain Poets • 25 days agoPoem: The silent stained glass windowsTime is only a watermark. I don't have what could be called agreement, concord, or any synonym that exists in the presence of my body. I look at the silent shop windows every morning. The unequal mannequins
