abr
2026
5
A poem is a nest
Poetry is but a seed in a soil exhausted by conflicts, we plant it… and it buds into brotherly warmth and peace. Poetry is but the last attempt to make…
Poetry is but a seed in a soil exhausted by conflicts, we plant it… and it buds into brotherly warmth and peace. Poetry is but the last attempt to make…
Quantas vezes pensamos em explodir e nos contemos. Detesto conflitos. Eles só pioram a situação que os causou. Quem nunca sofreu uma injustiça ou maledicência?