I finished reading Prague by Arthur Phillips last weekend. It took me three days after reading the last chapter to get the book's basic premise.
I enjoyed the characters and their deep, inner twined stories. It wasn't until a few days later as I was pondering the book (missing the characters because the book ended) that I had an AHA!
It isn't about WHERE you are. It is HOW you choose to experience and LIVE in the present, no matter the locale.
http://dir.salon.com/story/books/review/2002/06/20/phillips/#share
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Sunflowers in Prague
I liked reading -
that part in your letter
when mentioned how you would
never want to own anything extravagant.
That you would rather use the money
to run through a field of Sunflowers
in Prague again.
Which sounded so sincere
I thought of it all night -
as i layed in bed with a cold
as I walked around the house
barefoot
wrapped
in a blanket
unable to sleep
looking like an eskimo
and considering myself
every bit the polar explorer
as i made my way
back from the fridge.
Only stopping
in the living room
to turn the standing globe.
Squinting
while looking for prague -
placing the sun drenched field
and the tall flowers in bloom
where you would be
running a hillside unaware
of the bleary eyed boy
with his red nose
contently admiring
you from space.
- Juan Israel Espaniol
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