Through the pages of time,

here or elsewhere,

with enlightened peace,

announces that man

will now live with a smile,

merging with all beings

like the tides of the sea

I long for the light of happiness,

to remove impiety

and find a new man

who smilingly brings happiness to others

Through the pages of time

let a flag be unfurled

and let it be for...

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A nation flooded with laws is condemned by power, which adapts and manipulates them to its convenience and fancy

A nation overburdened with laws is condemned by the rulers who use them to control and punish those who do not conform and do not accept to kneel

When the fate of the people is placed in the hands of a few, the lives of millions hang in the balance, and the glow of nihilism and fe...

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I contemplate how the night darkens the journey

under the sky and over the earth;

the disappearing footprints

speak of indulgence...

The stars wither

and in the last stretch of life

abandons us in despair

Man is an enigma…

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Lawyer, writer, Peace Ambassador, and I also read that you are a designer?

Lawyer: Yes, I'm a lawyer and I’ve worked in my profession ever since I graduated from college.

It is very difficult to practice law in Venezuela because there is no real impartiality. Everything is very biased and politicized. Justice is not blind; it has eyes and a pointing finger. The scales of justice today are ti...

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With conscience and pain we see our world enmeshed

in deep  incomprehension and confusion,

filled with injustice,

fanaticism,

sadness,

greed,

unbridled ambition,

and indifference

We cry out for transformation,

pray for change,

our hope is that there will be a change

leaving everything behind,

but never forgetting the cruelty we've inflicted upon ourselves,

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Creatura knows no borders. In this issue we have the pleasure of introducing you to this wonderful Venezuelan poet, who gives us her poems from the other side of the pond that connects us. She is another great internautic (if I may use the word...) discovery. And now I "present" her to all of you. From Venezuela for Creatura, the great Noris Roberts.

- My friend Noris, who do you think is the b...

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Into the translucent silence,
above the heartbeat of the stars
and the flight of the seagulls,
I will return with the gentle sky 

Like the breeze that ruffles the forest
or the moon that peeks through the night, 
and no matter how autumn dies there will always be a spring,
in the same way I will return

On the thought that crosses time
and lives on from its balconies,
like the pollen ...

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Everything flees and returns,
everything subsists and vanishes,
everyone talks and no one listens

The night grows opaque with distress, 
ice and fire lash out drought 
against hope

Besieged by man,
the moonlight has ceased to appear; 
a world of muted landscapes
where sadness is perpetuated forever, 
that is to say death...

Souls are broken
and no one absorbs the pain of misery,
...

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My words emerge
from a desolate city 
that the kindly night welcomes
and in it they find their dwelling place

Words of enchantment 
never tire of sailing,
randomly searching for white clouds
or the fury of the sea

Words that beg spring
to bring peace instead of war
and write a song of forgiveness,
justice, freedom and most of all
an ode to love

Loose they go from flight to fligh...

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Today I turn away from disfigured words,
from closed doors 
from narrow and windowless nights
from those who are dedicated to tearing joy to pieces
for the sake of pleasure;
from constriction and sacrifice,
from men who destroy with their bullets,
from the trampling of the spirit,
from pain and injustice

As of today, I will search for the forests of April,
for fireflies that light the ...

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Oh, my homeland
I don't know how to define you,
whether it is your land or your people,
some abstract idea
or those who now are absent

Oh, my homeland
you died from lack of conscience,
an unusual detachment;
they sold your freedom for coins
that today do not even pay
your burial with of grace

Those of us who loved you
and in fact we still do,
are left in limbo,
in deep agony,
th...

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