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paulo da costa reads at WordsThaw 2014 – Victoria’s Annual Spring Symposium

  WordsThaw 2014 – Victoria’s Annual Spring Symposium – February 20 – 22 An Intellectual Icebreaker at the Cusp of Spring Friday, February 21, 7:30 p.m. (doors at 7:00 p.m.) Words on Ice: Evolution of the Author Rm. 240, Human … Continue reading →

Mara Bettencourt sings poem by paulo da costa

  Mara Bettencourt, Boston, has put to music one of my English poems from The Book of Water. Take a peek at an excerpt from this music video recorded during the 2013 AzoresFringe Festival, in a vineyard with a background … Continue reading →

Art is the next Textile Industry – by Thorsten Nesch

  Creative thoughts on the future livelihood of writers from German author Thorsten Nesch. “Art is the next Textile Industry” Dear reader, the headline is not my opinion and I hope we artists won’t go down that road but I’ll … Continue reading →

Malahat Review – Seamless Stories Haunt

The January 2014 issue (#185) of the University of Victoria’s Malahat Review features a review of The Green and Purple Skin of the World.   Fiction Review by Norma Lundberg The Green and Purple Skin of the World: Stories by … Continue reading →

to be portuguese

    to be portuguese   is to be born with the fado around your neck to live with your eyes anchored to the open sea, longing for the outgoing tide or for its incoming wave   living canned up … Continue reading →

The Scent of a Lie

  We never carried ill intentions towards Camila Penca. We simply prayed for our village’s old peace to be restored and, thank God, He answered our prayers. Camila was born into a well-bred family in our respectable village nestled on … Continue reading →

Roses for the Dead

  Padre Lucas found rest under an olive tree. He pressed his handkerchief to the halo of white hair around his skull, attempting to suppress the beaded sweat drenching his face. He leaned against the olive trunk, contemplating the green … Continue reading →

Vera

  Vera rested, curled in the shade of the womb, meditating on the journey ahead, inch by inch building strength and filling with readiness; readiness, invisible as air that inflates lungs and lends might to voice, invisible as wind that … Continue reading →

Memória: An Anthology of Portuguese Canadian Writers

This first anthology of Portuguese Canadian writers serves as a superb introduction which cogently illustrates the emerging presence of Portuguese literary voices within the Canadian landscape. Embedded in its cultural meaning system, it provides a background upon which the scope … Continue reading →

An Abundance of Flowers

  I listen for steps in the corridor, I listen for signs of familiarity. Clap-like steps and I expect my ex-wife in her Birkenstocks. Steps landing like a leaf and I expect my son, poking his anxious head through the … Continue reading →