Many cities of men he saw and learned their minds,
many pains he suffered, heartsick on the open sea...
Homer, The Odyssey
Southern Lebanon.
Southern Lebanon.
or if your wish be to close me, i and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending
e.e. cummings, somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond
Into my heart an air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.
A.E. Houseman, Into My Heart an Air That Kills
Momo's, Beirut.
There is a Moroccan-themed lounge downtown (original location, London) that uses cute coasters printed with Moroccan sayings. It's funny how things can get lost in translation.
Delicious pastry at Momo's. Vanilla cream puff with passion fruit gelee.
Downtown Beirut.
Postcard for a pop-up shop, Beirut.
