Natalie Bisso is a poet, novelist, essayist, and songwriter. She is the author of 13 original collections, more than 120 songs, co-author in more than 180 international collections. It is published in newspapers and magazines around the world. The poems have been translated into 45 languages. Higher education. She was awarded the title of «HONORARY FIGURE OF WORLD LITERATURE AND ARTS» with the award of a silver badge. She takes part in the literary life of different countries. Читать далее…

Autor Héctor Vargas Montaña
País Chile
Derechos Reservados
TÍTULO
EL JUEGO DE LA MENTE. Читать далее…

International team of the multilingual magazine ArtMedia presents a translation of Oksana Zhukova’s poem «I live on the planet of love» into Turkish by Özcan Işler is a famous Turkish poet, writer, founder of the international community «World Literary Art». : Читать далее…

On a chilly autumn evening, when the outlines of trees and houses in the light of slightly dim lanterns seem like decorations for a play not yet performed, a slightly hunched man slowly walked along the wet cobblestones. He had raised the collar of his baggy demi-season coat and deeply pulled down his shapeless hat with drooping brims. Reflections from the lanterns shimmered and sparkled on the wet stones and asphalt after a recent rain. Few passersby hurried to their cozy and not so cozy apartments, but he did not rush. No one was waiting for him at home. He didn’t even dare to get a dog, let alone a family. Читать далее…

Alexandra was born in the year of the horse of fire, in Greece, where she spent many years living in the wild mountains of the island of Hydra. Later, she attended St. Mary’s in Wiltshire and studied European Thought & Literature at Anglia Ruskin in Cambridge. Читать далее…

Станьмо, ми уважніше, дружніше! Озирнемося навколо, на ріки, гори, ліса, поля,луга, чарівні квіти! Читать далее…

Не важно
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Не важно то, что кто-то скажет в спину.
Не важен и не добрый чей-то взгляд.
Грязь не прилипнет, когда месишь глину,
А в обжиге изъяны обгорят. Читать далее…

**The Bee’s Little Sun** In a large, enchanted meadow at the edge of the forest, there lived a little bee who loved cactus flowers. She would always buzz around them, sniffing out the perfect blossom before settling down to enjoy its nectar. Читать далее…

Я расскажу вам историю. Она — очень необычная. Её, в свою очередь, поведал мне один мудрец. Он говорил мне о том, насколько велик человек, каким он может быть создателем и — как необычна любовь человеческая. Читать далее…

Катюша никак не могла заснуть. Уже и овец считала, и сказки сама себе рассказывала, крутится, вертится, зевает, а заснуть не может. Но тут она услышала лёгкий шорох на подоконнике. Катюша приподнялась, смотрит, а там маленькая птичка с голубыми крылышками семечки клюёт. Читать далее…