Columns

Poem For a Leprechaun

The fortuitous

The second snowfall of the season. Frost adorns the edge of the window that reveals the garden in gloom.

The scent of coffee

The century of Bernard Lown

Pseudo-covid

Against our wishes and in spite of the scientific effort, pandemic does not stop.

The hospital as a character

At a time when the health-disease binomial dominates all care, catalyzes energies and serves both as justifications and as…

The imperfection of the flesh

Amelia gets up from her bed with a severe stomachache and violently vomits the spoiled dinner that she would have much enjoyed…

The Forgotten Touch

On the other end of the line, a slightly hoarse voice, accompanied by an unmistakable laugh. It is Mrs.