STORIES

Je suis Charlie!

                      Je suis Charlie! As darkness fell across Europe, tens of thousands took to the streets to show their solidarity with those killed by gunmen at the offices of satirical French weekly Charlie Hebdo. The scenes were replicated across France, in London and around the world with crowds holding placards bearing the slogan...Read More »

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Actorul si salbatecii / The Actor and the Savages

                      Actorul si salbatecii   Am vazut scena plina cu flori si Actorul sufocat, inecat de petale, frunze care ii patrundeau in gura, in nari, in urechi, il acopereau pana cand nimic nu mai ramase din el. Bietul Actor. Ce moarte, dom’le! Sufocat de florile spectatorilor care il iubeau, care venisera cu...Read More »

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The Empty Room

                The Empty Room   I stood silently watching the room it was my last time there. My eyes in sadness mirrored the gloom that was too hard to bear.   With heavy heart I swallowed my tears while I was held and kissed. I knew that after all those years I’ll miss and I’ll be missed.   An empty room was quizzing...Read More »

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The silence / Hiljaisuus

              The silence There is silence and silence. Accepting silence, threatening silence, curious silence, hating silence, absent-minded silence, talkative silence, silence that hides either a great wisdom or a huge ignorance. As a teacher I am afraid of my students’ quietness. I feel the different nuances hidden beneath the missing words. I...Read More »

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The Red Rose

                          The Red Rose Once upon the time there was a Princess in a far away kingdom… Her Father, the King, was lonely, because the queen died when the Princess was born, so He had that sweet little girl as his only hope, joy and the reason for living. That is why he gave...Read More »

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Kuunnelkaa kaikki! / Listen everybody!

                  Kuunnelkaa kaikki! / Listen everybody! Nuoruusvuoteni soivat kuin laulu…mutta ohitin nekäsi kädessärakkauden kanssaja jäin käsi ojennetuna kuin kuningas Lear.Kuunnelkaa kaikki iloani ja tuskaani!Sydämeni on katkera,kuin suolapallo,kaivosorjien suolakaivoksessa tekemä.Joka ei tunnesitä janoa ja tuskaa,joka on tällaisen suolapallon sisällä,väistyköön!   by Maria Magdalena Biela ...Read More »

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Weep no more, my Willow Tree

                        Weep no more, my Willow Tree   Weep no more, my Willow Tree!Fill by tears the ruffled Sea.Shiver not, hold your breath still.An it harm none, do as ye will.     Wave your branches to and fro.Tied the mirrored Moon below.Touch the Fate with your goodwill.An it harm none, do as ye will. Take...Read More »

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From now until it's now again

                                          From Now Until It’s Now Again I’d like to be a drop of rain, a tear to shine in eyes of crane, to feel no sadness nor a pain. From now until it’s now again. I’d like to be a bitter chain to hold those hearts that only drain the human will. Those hearts too vain. From now...Read More »

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Written on the wind

                      Written on the wind Written on the wind the words came one day, shivering, and tired, and confused. Lost was their meaning, wand’ring all the way. They fell on my lips deadly mused. I’ve buried them kindly in my mind’s willing ear, and I opened forgotten locked thoughts. As a flame lights a shadow and the truth...Read More »

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Sonnet

                    I’s born to never have a perfect sight I’s born to never have a perfect sight, to nothing see while in the light of day, to feel, and beg and wander like a stray, until from heaven comes the light of night. Then, eyes wide open, I light up the stars,...Read More »

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