Category Archives: Travel

24 hours in Verona – November

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Litoral final

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mi-e sufletul greu,

submers în stânjeni de fluid clar, oceanic,

cu peşti.

apa mării stă oglindă în dimineaţa asta

fără adieri,

luciul ei printre pini şi ambarcaţiuni e tras în foiţă de aur,

iar tihna de început de lume a frumuseţii

mă apasă

cu desăvârşite sfârşituri.

 

valul e ceva care îţi dă speranţa

ciclicităţii,

a revenirii:

un recul cu braţele întinse către o eternă

întoarcere;

dar graţia deplină a acestei păci –

ciobul acesta de frumos imperturbabil – condamnă

orice viitor

la descompunere.

Path through my childhood

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I walked the winding path today

around the apartment buildings

right through my childhood.

 

Everything smelled the same.

The big white lilies gave off a fragrance of early evening,

the sunset was in its incipient stages.

The heat bearable, like me.

 

Summer petering out.

 

I leapt from one slab of stone to the next, imagined where the bench used to be,

and the staircase where all the teenagers laughed and wrote funny signs on the wall,

and me, just a child, in my cream polo T-shirt with red ladybugs and two buttons.

 

I came around the walls, touching, scraping.

Nothing but old people now on the other side of those walls, sequestered by them.

I still breathed through widened nostrils, I alone could still leap.

 

Where the bench once stood, just arid space.

(Where I once insulted another girl’s doll and was ostracized an entire summer.)

Even the buildings look old, and that is comforting.

 

It is comforting to know some things never change,

that you can count on them never to change,

that your memories still have places to inhabit.

 

It is comforting to unearth roots,

anchoring where it used to be.

My soul is comforted by old immovable things now.

 

There is a weak storm brewing.

I don’t feel threatened. It too has no strength anymore.

It tousles the treetops, the night sky a pinkish fog,

raindrops dry out before they hit the cement.

 

It is merely a swoosh.

 

A coming and going like the ocean tides.

Doves cooing on warm roof tiles, small sparrows under bushes.

It is farewell.

The heart of summer

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“The morning is full of storm

in the heart of summer.

The clouds travel like white handkerchiefs of good-bye,

the wind, traveling, waving them in its hands.

The numberless heart of the wind

beating above our loving silence.

Orchestral and divine, resounding among the trees

like a language full of wars and songs.

(…)

Her mass of kisses breaks and sinks,

assailed in the door of the summer’s wind.”

from Pablo Neruda, “The Morning Is Full” in Twenty Love Poems And A Song of Despair  (beautiful translation by W.S. Merwin)

Have a magnanimous, magical summer! Have a book.

 

Periplu românesc 2016 – Romania 2016 – Rumänien 2016

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Munţii Cernei – Defileul Dunării (la Cazane, de pe apă) – Sibiu şi Făgăraşii cu creste înzăpezite – Sighişoara – Salina Praid – Secuime – Cheile Bicazului şi retur.

Pe scurt: am fript slană la foc în munţi, am mâncat direct la o stână, pe Dunăre căpitanul/ghid i-a lăsat pe copii să ţină ei cârma bărcii cu motor în timp ce zburam cu 40 la oră pe graniţa dintre state (extaz pt. fiică-mea, concentrare crispată pt. fiu-miu), băieţii au fost la pescuit, am fost la parc de distracţii (plus bar) în salină, am vizitat muzeul din Turnul Sighişoarei, iar de bălăceala din piscina hotelului Korona nici nu mai zic. Patronii de acolo ne-au făcut o reducere la cazare fiindcă ne-au recunoscut de anul trecut. Şi ce mişto se văd Cheile Turzii de pe autostradă, într-o sâmbătă aproape pustie!
A, şi – evident – highlight-ul (dacă îi întrebaţi pe prunci): Angry Birds Movie în 3D la mall, cu o dublare în româneşte de zile mari. 🙂 Epocal a fost.

Click pe oricare imagine pentru vizualizare in format mare, apoi săgeţi stânga/dreapta pentru imaginea anterioară/următoare. Savuraţi!

Copyright: Andreea Sepi 2016.

Romania (Banat mountains, Danube Gorges on the border to Serbia, Sibiu and the snow-capped Fagaras mountains, Sighisoara, Praid Salt Mine, Eastern Transylvania, Bicaz Canyon and back) – May 2016. Click on any image for full-size viewing (then click on arrow left or right for previous/next image). Enjoy!

Romania – Primeval beauty

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Romania, Europe’s tender wilderness. Here, the Cerna Valley and its surroundings, in the country’s southwest.

The scenery, a soft primordial crescendo. The climate mild, the people welcoming. And the fragrances – whether wild flowers and acacia or the smell of home-cooked meals – irresistible.

Rumänien, Europas sanfte Wildnis. Hier, das Cernatal und seine Umgebung im Südwesten des Landes.

Die Landschaft – eine ruhige, sich selbst überbietende Steigerung. Das Klima – mild, die Leute – bescheiden und gastfreundlich. Und die Duftwolken – ob Wildblüten und Akazien oder hausgemachtes Essen – unwiderstehlich.

 

Articolul complet în limba română, aici:
http://atelier.liternet.ro/articol/16825/Andreea-Sepi/Romania-luminoasa-Parcul-National-Domogled-Valea-Cernei.html

Garmisch sites, Kramer Wandergebiet

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It’s official! Spring is coming. Sweating through our mountain gear Sunday, 06.12.15 in Garmisch – Grasberg Hütte.

Copyright photographs: Andreea Sepi, 2015.

(Limited series prints available for sale in 30×40 cm frame format, with high-quality passepartout and different color aluminium frames. EUR89,00.)

Night vision

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November medley

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Copyright photography: Andreea Sepi 2015.

(Limited series prints available for sale in 30×40 cm frame format, with high-quality passepartout and different color aluminium frames. EUR89,00.)