Footprints to Mantaro Valley\r (English version)
In what retreat art hid?
Where falling mountains groan\r In shadow and among
The rapids of the Rio?\r Is not your name Mantaro Valley?
Beyond the footprints of the Andes–?
I can hear your voice in echoes
I can hear thy voice, divinely low.\r I do but know thy by a glance
As the clouds above [...]
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Emlyn Williams Theatre, Mold, North Wales: 20th February 2003
Clwyd Theatr Cymru commemorated the 50th anniversary of the death of the Welsh poet, Dylan Thomas (1914-1953) with a superb run of performances by a small but accomplished cast of actors.
Described in the programme as A theatrical journey through the prose writing of Dylan Thomas, the production [...]
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She quickly turned the sizzling pork in the pan,
And remembered a time or two when the pop of the grease,
Was faster than her hands.
Well now, She muttered, thats good for a spell.
And down she sat in her overstuffed chair,
Next to the table with her sewing box on top.
She had buttons to sew back on and [...]
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FIND the MAGIC
Find the Magic
As you release old bondage
Come out of hiding
And see the stars
Find the Magic
As you expose the pain
Let the tears flow
And find beauty in your body
Find the Magic
As you scream from the beating
Run from the threats
And feel the warmth of a hug
Find the Magic
As the little girl is silenced
Told she is too [...]
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Afraid of Bird Flu it is coming you know and could kill 100 worldwide? Are you worried about bank robbers like Bonnie and Clyde?
International Terrorists are coming to get your family and You? Are you afraid of lions escaping from the Zoo?
Fear the Comet that will soon hit the Earth? Are you afraid of the [...]
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Oh Lord! For how long will paupers\r Remain in this horrible state?\r They get kicked around like lepers\r By political “juggernauts”\r They don’t get a fair share of anything\r Because, like the ignorant and nonchalant\r “Bigwigs” put it\r ‘They are problematic and deserve to be in \r A trash can’
Oh Lord! Isn’t this bereavement \r [...]
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I would like to take this time to say\rThank you being you and always making my day\rBy allowing me to be me \rAnd loving me unconditionally
I love being with you because I am allowed\rTo be open and free\rWithout any regrets or animosity\rAnd the best thing is I do not have to be phony
With you I [...]
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Tale of the Brick Maker, \r Of San Jernimo, Peru\r [A Cup of Sorrow]
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In the Andean mountains, within the
Mantaro Valley region of Peru, \r Isolated, secluded, tranquil, is the little
village of San Jernimo.\r Near the village, here lay the fertile valley
with bent-grass, and huge\r Mountains stretching northbound,
And heading towards the oceans coast.
The old man had [...]
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we have a cause\r we all have a noble cause\r we had a dream,\r we all dreamt a hopeful dream
how long shall we watch \r as they bulldoze our homesteads? \r for how long shall we watch them\r destroy our farm crops and pollute the rivers?
they denied us, all that nature has freely given\r and [...]
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Born in Fuente Vaqueros near Granada in 1898, Federico Garcia Lorca was the son of a prosperous farmer and a school teacher mother. It was from Lorcas mother that he took most influence in early life she taught him to play music and sing skills that would lay the foundations for the poets [...]
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