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"Tales for The Ones in Love"

An international blog about literature and ecocriticism. Here I include my own lyrics, by Rui M. and also the work of others, from 4 to 24 each month 2018: new contributions sent to ruiprcar@gmail.com Periodical Art contests and Critics. Thanks. Arigatou

"Tales for The Ones in Love"

An international blog about literature and ecocriticism. Here I include my own lyrics, by Rui M. and also the work of others, from 4 to 24 each month 2018: new contributions sent to ruiprcar@gmail.com Periodical Art contests and Critics. Thanks. Arigatou

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Abr19

In memory of the victims of the Idai siclone

talesforlove

A poem by Stelio F. (Mozambique), second place in the Poetry category of the Nature Literary Contest 2018-2019:

 

Paint me
 
Paint with forgetfulness
like the wall of time
with smoke flashing souvenirs
in all private emotions
Paint me with a brush
Paint me
grab me
No brush
With coal
  ripping me off the ground
slowly paint without haste
with dry ink
that prides itself
on this screen that is life
without coming
in the roots of my being
from my intimate pleasure
 
Rui M.'s translation into Portuguese:
 
Pinta-me
 
Pinta com esquecimento
tal como a parede do tempo
com lembranças psicadélicas de fumo
com todas as emoções privadas
Pinta-me com uma escova
Pinta-me
Agarra-me
Sem pincel
Com carvão
   arranca-me do chão
pinta-me lentamente sem pressa
com tinta em pó
que se orgulha
neste ecrã que é a vida
sem vir
nas raízes do meu ser
do meu prazer íntimo
 

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17
Abr16

First Place of the first International Literary Contest About Nature -2015

talesforlove

MY ISLAND by

by Shmavon Azatyan

Arménia

 

You are the heavenly island

I swim to                                                           

to be harbored

from the gloating of all world.

 

The sea is cold,

day is gloomy,

I’m numb -

my feelings turn frigid.

Yet you

have power on my heart.

 

I toil to you;

the autumn day sinks

beyond the high waters -

life draws away,

and the jump of

the blindfold lightening

speckles my anticipation.

 

And then the predisposition

I divine

in your manner

loses its advantage. 

 

The time

we at last come to speech

the island has gone. 

 

In between you and I

seas lie laden with somber skies;

only the anonymous topography

we’ve both cared to observe

is what can lead us

to one another.

Mais sobre mim

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