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One-Way Ticket

Wieslaw W Falkowski·July 28, 2021

One-Way Ticket written by: Wieslaw W Falkowski translated by: Renata Hildich - the plane does not ascend majestically at all...

English International Poetry Polish

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Chocolate Hills

Gosha Kulisiewicz·July 25, 2021

Chocolate Hills written by: Małgorzata Kulisiewicz translated by: Anna Luberda-Kowal - an arboreal poetess prosimian tarsier huge eyes of no-fear...

English International Poetry Polish

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Lei, micropoetry written by Simone Solito at Spillwords.com

Lei

Simone Solito·July 21, 2021

Lei written by: Simone Solito E la guardavo con la tipica luce di quegli occhi miranti scie...

International Italian Poetry

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Words Are Redundant

Katarzyna Dominik·July 18, 2021

Mask Theater written by: Katarzyna Dominik translated by: Thaddeus Hutyra - A human is an actor with theater's...

English International Poetry Polish

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Lilie Jak Krew

Mirosława Stojak·July 11, 2021

Lilie Jak Krew written by: Mirosława Stojak Wracasz tą samą drogą ale inną gdzie kocie łby wykrzywiały...

International Poetry Polish

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Bosnia, Travel Notes and Other Poems

Paolo Maria Rocco·July 4, 2021

Bosnia, Travel Notes and Other Poems written by: Paolo Maria Rocco - I prefer walking on the bank, quickly...

English International Italian Poetry

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W Ogrodzie Safony

Marian Rodziewicz·June 29, 2021

W Ogrodzie Safony written by: Marian Rodziewicz W ogrodzie Safony Lira kwiatom śpiewa, Które w dzień upalny...

Featured Post International Poetry Polish

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Dichiarazione D’amore Universale

Francesco Abate·June 27, 2021

Dichiarazione D’amore Universale written by: Francesco Abate @FrancescoAbate3 Qualunque neve calpesteremo sarà il morbido tappeto che conduce...

International Italian Poetry

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Mr. A, a poem written by Eliza Segiet at Spillwords.com

Mr. A

Eliza Segiet·June 25, 2021

Mr. A written by: Eliza Segiet translated by: Artur Komoter an intellectual tsunami took the future too quickly...

English International Poetry Polish

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Mamma

Stefano Polo·June 21, 2021

Mamma written by: Stefano Polo Mamma insegnante di vita… Mi nutro del tuo amore ogni giorno come...

International Italian Poetry

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Nie Zasmucaj…

Danuta Czerwińska Murawska·June 17, 2021

Nie Zasmucaj… written by: Danuta Czerwińska Murawska Nie zasmucaj mojego dnia O świcie rozdartego promieniami słońca Nie...

International Poetry Polish

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PIEŚŃ O POCZĄTKU

Konrad Stawiarski·June 13, 2021

PIEŚŃ O POCZĄTKU written by: Konrad Stawiarski Chciałbym nadzieję na czysty sens życia zostawić. Odnajdując siebie- w...

International Poetry Polish

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Bee In A Garden Of Roses

Thaddeus Hutyra·June 9, 2021

Bee In A Garden Of Roses written by: Thaddeus Hutyra @teddy9999 - A silvery bee gently landed On the soft and fragile crown...

English International Poetry Polish

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I jak miłość

Anna Canić·May 30, 2021

I jak miłość written by: Anna Canić Ciągle powtarzam to słowo w Twoim języku którego (wciąż) nie...

International Poetry Polish

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Simona is a Romanian-born published author living in UK where she enjoys her profession as a radiographer and writing as her biggest passion. Her first traditional published poetry book, Visările dintre castani (Daydreams among chestnut trees) came out this year (Siono Publishing House in Romania). Her writings are posted online on Spillwords, Webcultura, eCreator and Belgium Time. Being a woman, a daughter, a sister, a mother, an expat, a Transylvanian and a Londoner now, Simona is taking the sight to personal life experience with a social writing touch. She is a member of the World Jam, a worldwide poetry and music community based in Nottingham, where she discovered the joy of performing on stage as a poet. Simona’s most significant writing advocates and supporters are her sons who are pursuing their dreams while completing their PhD courses.

THE END OR A NEW BEGINNING? by Cristina Crucianu

I woke up to my grandmother whispering to me: “It’s over. She’s passed.”

Like an automaton, I got up, and I obliged myself to hand in the project I had been hired for before all the frenzy of organizing a funeral began. A calm sky was lazily waking up as if nothing had happened. In the distance, the roosters’ crows were alerting the villagers that it was time to wake up. The crow, accompanied by the incessant barking of neighbors’ dogs, was the perfect alarm system that even the highest alarm systems could not compete with...

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