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25 octobre 2009 7 25 /10 /octobre /2009 13:50

 

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O SOM DE UM BEIJO NA FLOR, by CRISTIANE CAMPOS, Brazil (copyright of the artist)

 

CLOSE HER LIGHT OF DAY
She dances under waterfalls
this maiden oh so fair
she becomes one with nature
wears flowers in her hair
with the whisper of her garden
forest bird songs kiss the land
she is blessed with inner beauty
But does not yet understand
ugliness, buidings and machinery
over the hill not so faraway
they are closing in around her
will soon close her light of day


                                    RACHEL HENDERSON, UK

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21 octobre 2009 3 21 /10 /octobre /2009 18:56

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LIEN: http://lawliesart.blogspot.com/

 
Profonda Tristezza
 
In questa notte di profonda tristezza
mi avvolge il pensiero di te
e della distanza che ci separa.
Ricordo
le fragorose risate
che guarivano i nostri cuori
e penso
che non c'è amore più grande
per me
di te
che sei mio figlio.
 
FLORIANA VITTANI, SAN REMO, Italie

LIEN: http://www.artisticonilcuore.org/
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19 octobre 2009 1 19 /10 /octobre /2009 18:46



 


He tenido noticias
del sarcófago de acrílico latente
que arrojé al mar
una tormentosa tarde de hastío...
dicen que no hubo tal tarde
dicen que el sarcófago
nunca fue latente


DATOS BIOGRÁFICOS
Chiro (Mauricio Pérez Ruz) nació en San Juan, Argentina
en Agosto de 1969.
En 1997 Publicó: Milagro / Miseria (Edición a cargo del autor)
Año 2001: Fiebre, poemas incoherentes ( para algunos...)
(Ediciones El Níspero)
Año 2005, Tierna Violencia (Ediciones El Níspero)
Año 2005, ¿Has pensado un mundo sin calmantes? (Ediciones Biguá)

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The dead of night when everyone is asleep
alone in my room I silently weep
Every soul has something to hide
every life has an unseen side
Just like the memory of a beautiful place
I want people to remember my smiling face
I want to cry with invisible tears

to be hidden with laughter everyone hears

I want to give blessings as to receive

I want to decide when it’s my time to leave

This is my life, It’s not yours to taint

I will decide which picture to paint

to be hiden with laughter everyone hears
I want to give blessings as to receive
I want to decide when its my time to leave
This is my life, Its not yours to taint
I will  decide which picture to paint

 

  RACHEL HENDERSON
 Isle of Skye, Uk

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LIEN: http://www.artbreak.com/MisakoC

 

CALENDER

 

From every day that passed, he made a paper bird

Knowing that when he reached 1000

He could make a wish.

In the corner of the room they piled high

So fragile, strongly beautiful

They stopped me in my tracks

 

(To think

Such poetry was going on behind closed doors )

They didn't say a word.

Though I knew each one was bursting just to tell

The thousandth of the wish it held upon its beak

The wish perhaps that he could pull down the night sky

And cut a suit from it

To find all secrets of the Universe

Scrumpled in the pocket ?

 

( And a thousandth of that wish would be a word of what he read

Which whispered in your soul would set your heart on fire )

Or maybe what he wished for was far more down to earth -

That he could walk along a beach and leave his footprints in the sand

Knowing somewhere, someone was following ?

 

( And a thousandth of that wish would be the sound of one wave crashing )

Or maybe what he wished for was simply that each day

He'd taste a certain happiness upon his lips

(And a thousandth of that wish would be one drop of what he tastes

Which landing on the tongue dissolves to song...)

 

2

I'm bursting too

To ask “What do you wish for ?”

But it's not thing a person says

So let this poem ask those words instead

“What is it that you wish for ?

And could you fold one thousandth of it up into a bird and pile it high ?”

If you can,

This poem is for you: Take it, fold it up into a bird.

And when there are 1000 of them soaring in the sky

 

We'll fly.

 

SALLY CRABTREE

 
LIEN: http://www.thepoetree.net/

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LIEN: http://www.adelgorgy.com/

STONES


Stones take to each other naturally,
Like a family of sleeping creatures,

The large ones accommodate little ones,
To create a colony of hardness;

They rest in centuries of stark stillness;
They are elephant-heavy to lush grass.

Their colours employ the afternoon sun;
They are as warm as loaves from an oven.

Each one embodies its personal death;
They are cobbled memories of the sea;

They are the solid language of labour:
Each one weathered to a perfect image.

They rest, innocent of their history,
Like a grey display of featureless skulls.

They have tasted our sweat and absorbed our blood.
They rise and fall, symbols of man's conscience.

Their persistence has sculptured their silence;
They hint that their souls haunt other planets.

They are magnets for our primitive thoughts;
They are the armour of truths beyond us.

They shape our built fears of an afterlife,
They could tempt us into acts of worship.


Peter Thabit Jones © 2009

 LIEN: http://www.peterthabitjones.com/

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IMAGE&POESIE

                                                      le mouvement artistique littéraire

présente

 

LA NUIT DES ETOILES

lectures poétiques pour célébrer l’année mondiale de l’ASTRONOMIE

 ( hommage à AERONWY THOMAS )

et

   ”STELLE INTERIORI”

(les sons de l’univers)

représentation sonore par Claudio Canal

Images de Gianpiero Actis, Massimo Alfano, Davide Binello

Poésies de: A. Thomas, A.M. Bracale, L. Chiarelli, C. Codazza, F. Verde

Executive producers : Lidia Chiarelli, Anna Maria Bracale

 

 

Vendredi, le 2 octobre 2009

h 21

 

CIRCOLO DEI LETTORI

Palazzo Graneri della Roccia

Via Bogino 9

TORINO, Italie

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A  AERONWY THOMAS

 

Lumineuse et pure

la clarté de ton étoile

ce soir d’été

est un étincellement

un reflet léger

sur l’estuaire de la Taff.

 

Pages ouvertes

que le vent va feuilleter

 

tes mots restent ici

encore et toujours
...

LIDIA CHIARELLI

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WHAT DID YOU (DO ) THERE?

 

 

                                               There’s something there,

                                               where, care

                                               to look behind the sofa,

                                               along the curtain rail,

                                               under the Queen’s chair.

 

                                               Care to feel your way

                                               into the cupboard

                                               it’s dark in there.

                                               Since he’s come to stay

                                               I keep clear.

                                              

                                               But you’ve got claws

                                               and pointed teeth

                                               he wouldn’t dare

                                               to pick a fight

                                               with you.

           

                                               And as a mere

                                               surmise

                                               a surprising thought

                                               I ask

                                               Might you be the “he”

                                               who’s come to stay?

 

AERONWY  THOMAS

                                              

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A   AERONWY THOMAS

 

Si lumineuse et pure
la brillance de ton étoile
en cette nuit d'été
est un doux scintillement
un reflet léger
sur l'estuaire de la Taff.

Pages ouvertes
feuilletées par le vent

tes paroles demeurent ici
encore et toujours

pour créer
images et douces mélodies
lentement bercées
par le souffle de la mer.

 

Lidia  Chiarelli

IMMAGINE&POESIA

mouvement artistique littéraire

Torino, le 27 juillet, 2009

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