Poetry & friendly Ghosts

A year and a half about…

A group of friends started meeting them always in some bars…friendship, love, music and drink stories melted together in a good tune of life. At a certain hour curtains would go down, and the occasional night-wanderer could have wondered what was that sound coming from the closed bar…it was us, dancing and living those years between theater actors, musicians, poets, painters…all living the night out, just to drive home when sun was coming out and everyone was driving to work…

A wall of shining bottles and the sound of life happening.