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.

Setu, October 2018