Dear Friends
From the Smyrna team a year we want to wish a happy Christmas. For that we
this time with a special box of the painter Mary Tarruella , which helps us to notice the glory of which it takes its name. For what else is worth more to celebrate Gloria's involvement with the human?
these days have a great time. We hope that you also input a happy year.
Until then, a hug to everyone! Team
Hi friends
Something confused with the new location, but very grateful to everybody who came showing us that we are more than a bar with a beautiful story and a good beer, celebrate meeting Vanesa this Once in another bar with a negligible history and an equally good beer.
not miss anything in this game, very much ours: confused waiters making noises, many unfamiliar faces between perplexed and accomplices, a dedicated and generous author, and a bit of reading and conversation where it is evident that poetry and art were born to accompany the man and not vice versa. Vanesa read
his poetry long and short, simple and complex, respectful language, but always attached to the idea that in the verses of the Madrid writhes like a log that causes each node of intelligence.
I leave here some of these verses and we invite you to visit us in the next.
A hug. Team
light Do not let my body
fool you. I
burning ships.
(De Stars on the carpet , 2001)
I was wrong at your feet. I thought they were roots
what it was always shaded.
(In the rain wrong, 2006)
Dare me.
'm young.
I have much desire to lose.
(In the rain wrong, 2006)
You also spit
secretly in the shelter you chose your heart
and not know why I chose blood.
not seek the meaning of this book.
You also wanted to be pastor
not have given him food in the background.
not ask me a gun. My finger does not point
.
only draws us into the saliva.
(In the rain wrong, 2006)
