An encounter with the Student of Checkhov

I told you coincidences freak me out. Including this one.

I had postponed the encounter from last week indifferently.
Today I encountered the Student of Checkhov.

It was the same prickling windy day, but not in the meadows, without  the hills, and there was no bonfire. it is in a differenct country, in a city where the tall German building never open its doors. How could it happened in such a place.

The Student told a story about a coincidence, a colusion of two random incidents to become a meaningful experience. Like, any birth of a human.
Like, any encounter.






The Land of Dragons

The land of dragons came a flash,

 hilly islands with waves of white bubbles.

 The island of the tiger’s mouth,

 hilly island with waves of white bubbles.

The dreaded land  in a flash,

 is the future.

Landed broken and cold ,

promising land,  green land, young land,

Launch missing treasures,

drums beatings,

awakening  dragons.

Lifted cold.




R.E.M.

If you go that day,

to the middle of water.

Listen to the stars

Land of Turandot,

came at night long time ago.


Coinsidemce strikes again.