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Agatha Eliza
Agatha Eliza Cluj-Napoca / Romania, Female, 29
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  • (4/4/2017 8:10:00 AM)

    We are surrounded by beauty...beauty of the shapes and colours nature creates around us, beauty that springs from kindness, goodness or a shared smile, the beauty of oneness :) Beautiful poem!

  • POEM: Vanity by Sally Plumb Plumb (4/4/2017 7:51:00 AM)

    Time changes us; we dance to its rhythm, in hallways of misty memory, to the tunes created by other people's voices, until our steps carry us further and further, and we remain still in front of a mirror..we contemplate ourselves, and by the end of the dance, we notice some changes. The beauty may always remain preserved the picture, but I am sure the same beauty shines from the inside...so let the mirrors crack. It's the self that matters the most..the inner beauty that glows. It's the first time I came across your poetry. I read several poems and I can say that it was a delightful experience for me. They are all wonderful!

  • POEM: That the Science of Cartography Is Limited by Eavan Boland (3/31/2017 5:01:00 AM)

    The memory persists..it becomes inextricably linked to the land that once was a mute witness to the history and its traumatic events. It must be a painful experience for one to see the remnants of the Famine roads, and not to think about it as a turning point in history, or about the men who died of starvation and exhaustion while working hard on building these. The map Eavan Boland is depicting not an ordinary one; it is in fact not necessarily one pointing actual geographical locations and some spectacular landscapes..it is a map that was contoured by the blood, sweat and suffering of the unknown, ordinary people. The ruined roads, the stones and the woods are constant reminders of such troubled times, and the voices of the hungry keep linger on, echoing the through the woodland.

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