These Maltese works of literature in translation can be your key to decoding the Maltese mind, so you too can figure us out and put your finger on what makes us tick.
Tag: Poetry
In memory of Paulina Dembska
oh cruel a cat’s lifebound to relivethe harshest crimesnine times over.no respiteamong park benches,no loving paws ofcaressto end this repetition,strike upon strikeof haunted handson frightened faces,the grim grime ofdirt and bloodcemented into ourminds for nine morelives to come. oh cruel a cat’s lifehelpless in timeof dire need,claws prostrateto tearing out eyes,eyes, brimmingwith loathing,with murder.declawed, untoothed,we…
My eyes melt
My eyes melt
with the incongruence of flowers
stringing in pairs
and threes
washed by the night rain
glad to be singing lofty notes
in cloud-clad skies.
Veni, Vidi, Amavi
Even before I came to Rome, I knew I was going to love it. I did not expect to fall in love so quickly and so entirely though – I thought my love story with the eternal city would take a bit more time to develop. Yet, even before I had stepped foot in the…
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