An international blog about literature and ecocriticism. Here I include my own lyrics, by Rui M. and also the work of others, from 10 to 14 each month 2017: new contributions sent to Periodical Art contests and Critics. Thanks. Arigatou

Dez 14

Made of ice are they in the shiny Winter,

But still of colors of the imagination are certainly they,

And I almost forgot their pieces of water,

As if I was inebriated by their alcoholic voices during pray.


Petals of ice, stalks of snow, leafs of cold.

Frozen pollen taken by enchanted bees,

As those of a certain myth I once was told,

Flying over burning ice and living in a beehive at the trees.

published by talesforlove às 00:14