Susana Roberts (Argentina)

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SUSANA ROBERTS - Argjentine

Argentine Contemporary Poet, Writer and Translator, dedicated to the Culture of Peace.
Place of living: Patagonia Argentina.
Dr. Litt Honoris Causa(World Academy of Arts and Culture .Ca .EEUU).
Her activity declared of Cultural Interest by the Government of the province of Chubut-Patagonia Argentina- Awarded at the Women’s Day 03/08/2013, by her dedication to Literature and trajectory and By Deputy of Trelew-Chubut International Day of women 03708/2016.  Vice Dir. IFLAC, Ong, (International Forum of Literature and Culture for Peace) in Argentina and Latin America. Ambassador of Peace, by Mil millennia and Pea organizations-(Unesco-Unicef) in the Senate of Argentine Nation. Member of Global Harmony Association, Member Ethical Ecological World Assembly, Member Presidium World Forum Spiritual Culture-Kazakhstan, Ambassador in Argentina “The Love Foundation” org, Universal Peace Ambassador-Circle Ambassadors Geneve-Suisse. Distinguished Guest in many Latin American countries, also in Spain, Mexico, and Peru. Honored to the trajectory by  ASOLAPO, Member of the International Society of European and Latin American writers (SELAE). International publications in literary journals, magazines, web pages and Participation in several Nationals, Internationals and World Anthologies and Congresses. Many National Awards SADE (Argentinian Society of Writers), 1st International Prize -WAAC WCP-Peru 2014. 1st prize in translation by Poetry Institute of Translation Research Centre-China. Many Publications and bilingual books, Books: “Face/faces”-“El Vuelo del Ave/The flight bird” “Arte y Virtud en la evolución Humana/Art and Virtue in human evolution.

TO GIVE A HAND

Always, to give a hand means
Be recognize as spiritual beings
Understand the permanence
And the transcendence
Never mind where do you live or you name
Or who you are, or who I am
Souls understand another language
Let me to ask you a question
Do you know why you are here?
In our common home, so destroyed?
Do you know your mission?
Let me to say we are equals
Don’t let outer issues push you to the wrong place
To Give a hand means to help you to think
The way we can, together to help this planet to survive.
To Give a hand means day by day be united.


VISION

I have had a vision
Sorry to say it is not a good one
burned earth,
screaming beneath the earth, “the seed”
begging for food, children on the street
and my childhood fantasy images crying

Again the smoke, colors disappear
even the Hope, rich memories, laughter
Not only is terrorism, the weapons of hell
Are an Industry

People without dialogue
times of risk, urgency of this century
they cannot understand each other, nor the neighbor
and the flag of Peace is suffering
since each of the miles of threads, which is made of
Somebody hear its song of Love,
some people are trying to move on
with an universal energy
in a harmonic vibration
the clamorous shot of love
that should be heard,

I have had a vision
Sorry to say…
people against people
Behind the clouds the Symbols
Of a noble cry of beauty and truth

We are on the way to help humanity
not more horror, not war, no more hatred
Being in harmonious way of thinking

I had a vision
Many people building a harmonious era
Someone helps someone do not
Prayers in harmonic colors
They are doing this global change.


Eternity

I left the absence
In a crystal of violets

I left a carousel at the corners
when I was going behind the violins
and  let the cement dilated my feet

I left off the urban sky
in the window’ seams
with  light of tears
entering the room
raising an universe of angel
birds and dawns
climbing a dream
in the sky of another wall

I let your silence
forget me
in the sweat of roofs
after the rain

I left, then
my book to you, at the station
when the Orient Express
shook my heart again and again
Is this eternity?

In freedom, so pure the soul
or is it  a game?
A mix of musk and rubies
with the simple excuse
to remain alive

perhaps many silences
are nesting caresses
and they are  lovers
warm breaths
the whole purpose
Queen of the Night
in the body of water.


Raising dawn

Drop by drop
Light, more light
Inmerse in the horizon hidden trembling eyes
the race is a spy of the injustice
dawn is raising among violence,hunger ,starvation
the voice of the light is weak
and my hand is pending down the hill
the green is drying in the crossroad
with souls claiming
the forgotten heaven love
I see the hole in the palm
Since there,
a united brotherhood prayer
is giving peace
and a new shape to the Hope.

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