Saturday, May 16, 2009

Photos from Rabat and Mdina, Malta

A visit to Mdina and Rabat is also a visit to the Medieval era. Tourists and interested people can take a bus from Valletta and stop at Rabat. Mdina is 10 minutes away on foot. Both Rabat and Mdina are full of museums, niches, catacombs, souvenir shops, churches and architectural gems.

Below: The Wignacourt Museum
Right: Howard Gardens.
















Below: The Main Gate of Mdina























Above: St. Paul's Church in Rabat








































Below: The Domus Romana



































Niches and statues in the two cities.







































A visit to St. Agatha and St. Paul Catacombs is a must.
For those who love art the Wignacourt Museum is worth seeing.





Wednesday, April 29, 2009

A new poem

Sometimes

Sometimes, or more often, I feel like a bird without wings
I just look outside, from the window,
And crave for liberty, freedom and movement.
I imagine myself being caged by this body of mine,
Caged by daily chores and social and moral do’s and do’s not…

Sometimes, or more often, I feel out of this world
I see things many others do not see
- or just don’t want to acknowledge –
I hear sounds and words of violence, threat and death
I watch pictures of humans covered in blood and dirt
Children harmed and armed, famished, happiness banished,
I smell poison in the air and breathe in unwillingly…

Sometimes, or more often, I crave for silence and being alone
Far away from all this
And let myself float in the midst of nature untouched
Far away from all this
At sunset praying, singing hymns, surrounded by peace…

Sometimes, or more often, I like to walk and walk and walk
And meet my friends far away from here
Be part of their life for a short time
Talk, reflect, cry and laugh about problems and good things
Theirs and mine…

Sometimes, or more often, I wish I could return back in time
And be a child protected, happy and shy
I’d like to talk to my mum over and over again
Write the words I never said to her in bold…

Sometimes, or more often, I find myself staring
At my young son and daughter
Watch them play and smile and run and have fun
I find myself listing the many things I was blessed with…

Sometimes, or more often, I tell myself
Life is so short and when you look back
You note that you pressed the fast forward button
And never lived it in the play mode.
What remains is an album full of beautiful moments
All far away, ticket no return…

Patrick Sammut

Sunday, April 19, 2009

A short holiday in CYPRUS

I, together with my family had the opportunity to spend three days in Cyprus, the island of Aphrodites. As a Mediterranean island, Cyprus has much in common with our island Malta (but is much bigger!). I found the place very welcoming and familiar, and the people too are very similar to us Maltese. Cyprus has been divided in two since 1974. There is the Southern part of Cyprus which is part of the European Union, and the Turkish Republic of Cyprus in the North. You have to use your passport to cross the border, but even the Turks are tourist friendly and do their best to make them feel at ease.

We stayed in Nikosia (Lefkosia) but managed to visit Kyrenia in the North and the Turkish occupied part of Nikosia. We saw some UN soldiers here and there. We also visited Petra Tou Romiou where legend says that Aphrodite was born. Another beautiful place was Paphos in the South West of the island. Kyrenia, Petra Tou Romiou, Larnaka Beach and Paphos are all beautiful coastal and tourist resorts.

Time gave us the opportunity to cross the Troodos Mountains - including Olympus mountain, where there is the radar station. Life there is different and the views are splendid and magical at the same time. The countryside is made up of small villages, small churches, monasteries, cafes where you can eat Cypriot cake, bridges, herds of goats roaming in the greenery, streams of water, and much more.

This year's April was the Easter season and one may see colourful rabbits, easter eggs and chickens in the roundabouts or in the cities' corners, but also in the mountain villages.

Cars drive on the left side of the road like in Malta, and the traffic signs are in both Greek and English. The native people in general speak good English.



Right: Larnaka beach
Below: Snow on the Troodos peaks

























Right: Troodos Square














Images from the Troodos Mountains















































Below: Paphos beech
















Right: The Castle of Paphos











Left: Petra Tou Romiou













Right: Kyrenia and the old lighthouse














Left: The Pentadaktylos Mountains from
Kyrenia bay










Right: Kyrenia Castle












Left: Santa Sophia Cathedral/ Selimiye Mosque
















Right: Grand Turkish Bath












Left: Part of the Venetian walls in Nicosia.








Saturday, April 11, 2009

A Happy Easter to all my friends in Malta and overseas


I must admit that this blog thing has become part of my life. Thanks to internet, e-mail and this blog I managed to create an international network made up mostly of poets and poetry lovers, but not only. Recently I am also uploading some nice photos of the Maltese Islands for my overseas friends to see.

It is Easter 2009 and some of my friends sent me greetings messages and two of my poets friends from Greece send me Easter cards which I am publishing on my blog. Thanks Zacharoula Gaitanaki and thanks Zanneta
Kalyva-Papaioannou!! I want to reciprocate by wishing ALL of my friends from different countries, including Malta, a HAPPY EASTER. I don't want to forget though those less fortunate who aren't living a life so comfortable, including our Italian neighbours from Abruzzo (L'Aquila) who have suffered a strong earthquake.

Tuesday, April 07, 2009

Beautiful corners from Gozo











An island for all seasons. Nature and culture. Sea and countryside. Religion and free time.












A paradise for architecture lovers.










































For the tourist who is in search of a relaxing
and busy holiday, Gozo in spring is ideal. There are
no huge crowds and no noisy partygoers. The
climate is mild and sunny. It is ideal for those who want
to hike in the countryside or along the coast.
Ideal for those who want to walk in the small
towns, all having something in particular and to
remember.
For those who are in search of night life, I suggest to
wait for the summer season.









Tuesday, March 10, 2009

More photos from the islands of Malta and Gozo


The coast is a spectacular view especially on windy days. The countryside is full of wayside (many of them Medieval)chapels.




Popeye village is a favourite place to visit amongst many tourists. There is also a small fun park for the children and a restaurant, with bar.














Other architectural gems which are found in both Malta and Gozo are the grain wind mills.





Saturday, February 28, 2009

Poetry from Greece - Zanneta Kalyva-Papaioannou



I also received a new book from another Greek poet, Zanneta Kalyva-Papaioannou, from Helioupolis. The books name is A life's notes, with translations in English by Zacharoula Gaitanaki.


A life's notes has 10 poems in English. They all treat the theme of love from the female point of view. Zanneta expresses her sensitivity both as a lover and as a mother. In her poetry she addresses always the "you" who can be a lover and a child. Her language is simple but beautiful, honest and clear as nature and Spring. Hers is an example of positive poetry, treating positive sentiments. Many poems are linked to particular spaces such as Paros' Island, Varkiza and Dilophos.

Poems by Zanneta:
SPRING


Now, that you arrived Spring
and nature is flourishing,
now, that you arrived Spring
and the flower blooms,
love started again
to rouse us.
Bees fly
from flower to flower,
gather the scent
and treat us honey.
The scent of flowers
make us wake up,
love caught us
and we are all... in love!!!

TOGETHER on the MOUNTAIN


Together on the mountain
we met one day,
we were wandering,
picking the best wild flowers.
We were playing with a daisy
"you love me?" "you don't love me"
but I'll always remember
when you started kissing me.
You were telling me tender, beautiful
and teasing words.
I passed my time joyfully
and I felt loving you much more.

More poems from Eftichia Kapardeli (Greece)


Some weeks ago I received more post from Greek poet Eftichia Kapardeli. I feel very near people like Eftichia, Zacharoula Gaitanaki, Zanneta Kalyva-Papaioannou, Stathis Grivas, Nickos Batsikanis and other Greek poets, perhaps because we are people from the Mediterranean or because both countries (Greece and Malta) have an important historical background, or because there is a kind of familiarity between all of us, even though we never met personally, for the time being.

Above right: St. Andrious Cathedral (the New and the Old), Patras
Below right: Kalogria - Gianniskari

The following are some other poems of Eftichia translated from Greek to English:



CHILDREN'S EYES


The houses of the city tightened

the snow in the roofs stretched out

two lights in the end of the street

two children's eyes

they read the shades

of the persons who were passing

the smell of bread unfolds in air


Thousands of stretched out hands

Thousands of children's eyes asking it.

(Dedicated to the children who have no food)

A POEM


Snow... the last
white flakes
fall on the earth
Castaways resemble
in deserted beach
and the sea white blood