Tales4Love

Dear Friends of Literature and Nature,   Today I leave here a poem to remember our Friend: the Poetess Janine Canan, now dead victim of cancer…   A Goddess of literature   Semi-Goddess of the letters, Prayer of the hidden landscapes of Human feelings. Please, tell me if is it worth to know somebody and then suffer? I remember when a wave is made of moon’s color… and I vanish as if a spell contains a secret; a mystery question, without answer: logicless.   Please, now that you are with our Goddess, please tell her something about me. Cause, at the moment, all my blood is pitch black, and I wonder if I can ever again feel alone, after being part of your life: a living shore, Once occupied by a thoughtful spirit as you are.   Now that all the green mountains have fallen, Leaving a gap in this friend’s heart, Let you know I will (we will) miss you Until we get together again,  in a, deep blue ocean created by our Goddess of Love.   17 July 2021, by Rui M.   "One" a music by Jesse...

Dear Friends, Literature and nature bring us together. A few years ago, Darwin studied gravitropism, i.e., a growth response, of plants, to gravity. He removed surgically the caps of roots and then verified how they would grow. To his surprise the roots started to grow without the influence of gravity. This is to stress that nature contains mysteries and influences our imagination… Poetry seams to follow the same principals. This is the case of the poem that won the 2 nd place. Congratulations to Jill Hall.   “A Quarantine Visitor” by Jill G. Hall (USA)   In the quiet summer sun on my San Diego patio a plump lizard basks. “Hello,” I whisper. Her smile sly, eyes button-beads, skin resembling grandma’s purse.   Prolific in our childhood garden my brother Sandy saved them in shoeboxes, fed them flies. Sometimes he’d pick one up, snigger as its tail fell off,  wiggled about. He’d chase me with the terrible     Tyrannosaurus Rexes in his outstretched hands. Terrified I’d cry, run away unti...