El Jardín Secreto

As a young woman Diana Bellessi wanted to travel When few women walked the road alone she hitchhiked the continent A poet searching for the lands promised by her childhood books Over time she discovered that going somewhere very close could be as intense an adventure as those trips The secret garden accompanies the poet on the journey that she makes every end of the year from Buenos Aires to an island in Paraná There surrounded by the nature of the delta in that place where the garden of the house merges with the mountain is the place where she writes Writing is also a vertigo she says while with buckets she removes the mud left by the flood But the beautiful thing is to have the vertigo and the return Writing pushed me far and out and brought me back