ieva melgalve

I built a house on a broken hill Broken and mended with my own fears I built a house on an empty space That my mind produced instead of a cure A house of plaster, a house of words A creaking, cracking house of dreams A house that held against all the winds A house [...]

Well, it’s not so in my husband’s opinion (he doesn’t get the kicks out of deciphering meanings and dealing with tangled metaphors and allusions) but I am enjoying our Latvian smart-ass poets. A guilty pleasure of sorts. And a marvellous feeling, to find the people I still like and not have them point their fingers [...]

These are the Days of Poetry in Latvia, and I’m doing my best in attending as many events as I can to rejoin the folks I abandoned in my several years long hiatus. Somehow, returning after a while, it’s easier to enjoy my local literature, see things in perspective and relax and have a chat [...]

I the and to a was of you that my in said me it he for as her his with had she at be not this but is all him what if are on have there didn’t we so they them were do These are the most common words in Vega this far, sorted by [...]

With both kids, I tried to employ the “distract them with something else” tactic when they were naughty, wanted something I didn’t want to give/do etc. With both of them, the lesson worked very well: from age of two and half, whenever I wanted them to do something or was scolding them for something, they [...]