Mother your children are like birds
Verse 1 For as long as I can remember, The windows always glowed for me, In the room filled with quiet spring, And embroidered towels on the wall. In that sacred, peaceful chamber, A child’s heart would read and know Shevchenko’s kind and watchful eyes, And golden patterns in a row. Chorus Mother, your children […]
Mother your children are like birds
Verse 1 For as long as I can remember, The windows always glowed for me, In the room filled with quiet spring, And embroidered towels on the wall. In that sacred, peaceful chamber, A child’s heart would read and know Shevchenko’s kind and watchful eyes, And golden patterns in a row. Chorus Mother, your children […]
Mother your children are like birds
Verse 1 For as long as I can remember, The windows always glowed for me, In the room filled with quiet spring, And embroidered towels on the wall. In that sacred, peaceful chamber, A child’s heart would read and know Shevchenko’s kind and watchful eyes, And golden patterns in a row. Chorus Mother, your children […]
Mother your children are like birds
Verse 1 For as long as I can remember, The windows always glowed for me, In the room filled with quiet spring, And embroidered towels on the wall. In that sacred, peaceful chamber, A child’s heart would read and know Shevchenko’s kind and watchful eyes, And golden patterns in a row. Chorus Mother, your children […]
Mother your children are like birds
Verse 1 For as long as I can remember, The windows always glowed for me, In the room filled with quiet spring, And embroidered towels on the wall. In that sacred, peaceful chamber, A child’s heart would read and know Shevchenko’s kind and watchful eyes, And golden patterns in a row. Chorus Mother, your children […]
Mother your children are like birds
Verse 1 For as long as I can remember, The windows always glowed for me, In the room filled with quiet spring, And embroidered towels on the wall. In that sacred, peaceful chamber, A child’s heart would read and know Shevchenko’s kind and watchful eyes, And golden patterns in a row. Chorus Mother, your children […]
El mar no deja de moverse
Por Remedios Sánchez Magnífica reseña que la profesora de la UGR, REMEDIOS SÁNCHEZ, ha presentado en la prestigiosa revista literaria ZENDA, sobre la obra «MAR DE ALBORÁN, ANTOLOGÍA DE LA POESÍA CONTEMPORÁNEA ANDALUZA Y MARROQUÍ». Mar de Alborán es una antología sentimental de encuentro, como explica el escritor y académico José Sarria en el prólogo a […]
Reseña Crítica que sobre «Mar de Alborán»
Reseña Crítica que sobre «Mar de Alborán» ha escrito el poeta y traductor iraquí, Andul Hadi Sadoun para la revista PW Publishers (en árabe), al-Nasher al Usbuí, Emiratos Árabes Unidos, al-Sharijah.
ENTREVISTA CON EL POETA Y CRÍTIO LITERARIO ESPAÑOL JOSÉ SARRIA
ENTREVISTA CONCEDIDA AL PERIODISTA Abdelhay Korret Y QUE HA SIDO PUBLICADA EN HORRA PRESS (en español, para Marruecos) / EL CENTRO EUROPEO DE LA PRENSA LIBRE (Londres), sobre la antología «MAR DE ALBORÁN. Antología de la poesía poesía contemporánea andaluza y marroquí». Leer entrevista completa >>
FERNANDO VALVERDE (Granada, 1980).
Con Los ojos del pelícano, obtuvo el Premio Emilio Alarcos (Principado de Asturias) y se convirtió en el primer autor menor de treinta años con dos publicaciones en la editorial Visor.