Biography of Marieta Maglas
Marieta Maglas was born in Romania and she graduated the University of Medicine in 1987.She has been writing poetry since 1977.
Marieta Maglas is a Romanian poetess. She has appeared in some journals, including the Velvetillusion Literary Magazine Alabama, The Secret (La Revista) Italy, FWM Magazine US, Tr? n Thu Trang and some others. She has been nominated at International Festival of Poetry in Vancouver, Canada, and in Mexico. Her poems were selected, and published on some anthologies A Poet’s View of Being, a collection of poems by Brian Wrixon (Canada) , Watching You Leonard Dabydeen (Xlibris) .She was awarded as legendary poet by Poetry.com. She is the author of some poetry books as Fractioned Second at AuthorsDen (Publisher: Lulu/ISBN-10: 1445778017/Copyright: 2010/ISBN-13: 9781445778013) , The Solace of Nature at Smashwords, A Chorus for Peace at CompletelyNovel, and a prose book Prometheus at Bookrix, her poems being published on many other literary and nonliterary magazines online as Illinois Prairie Chapter of the Ikenobo Ikebana Society of America/The Arranger/2303 Seaton Court, Champaign, Illinois 61821-6623 (Queen Anne's Lace) , Ezine Mark (Blue Love/Dancing Matachin/Dramatic Fall) , Ezine Articles (almost all her poetry, Marieta being an expert author) , The Journalist Template by Lucian E. Marin(Dancing with the Cranes) , The Daily Vorer Kagoj, Dhaka, Bangladesh, Lusi Library Collection (The Mud Volcano Lusi) , News From Japan-Daily News On Japan In English (Metaphorical Meaning) , The Burning Splint (Flamenco Dance -Mirrored Nonet/ The Vibration/Kiss My Soul/Metamorphoses) , Moncler, Denver (September Showers- Alliteration Poem) , Origami (The White Tiger) , Articlesbase (Passionate Tango/Kiss my Soul/Making a Child) , American Poems (Pygmalion and Galatea, and many others) , Curated Exhibitions, Peace Wisher by the regretted poet Afzal Shauq, German Trans, Drizzle-n-Reflection by Ansel Cheng, Poems Globala, Dil Ki Awaaz (Emerald Green) , Wear Your Invisible Crown (Emerald Green) , Destiny Poets, AllVoices, Sms Spicy (Emerald Green) , Goodreads (quotes) Ensigntherapy (Matachin Dance) , Hydra, Creative Thinkers International, Soletrader and her poem ‘The Butterfly (The Mirror Sestet Poetry) ’’ was selected by Web Stats Checker, published by CompleteClassics. Share Your Essays published – “Short Summary of ‘Latina Time’ by Marieta Maglas”- in the same article with “Short Summary of ‘A Ballad of Dreamland’ by Algernon Charles”, and “Short Summary of ‘Autumn Song ‘by Paul Verlaine”. Study Mode published in the same article the Shakespearean Sonnet “To Fanny” by John Keats, the Petrarchan Sonnet “A Game of Chess “by Gwen Harwood and her Spenserian Sonnet “I Wait the Ocean Waves to Wash My Soul”. Her poems were published in different countries like Canada, Bangladesh, India, Italy, Netherlands, and Brazil being translated into different languages. Moreover, Marieta Maglas is a member of ‘’United Minds for Peace Society’’-an international Society fighting for peace.Marieta was a participant of some international contests and her work won one of those top three places. She is a member of some Poetry Societies as ‘’ The heart of the global poets, a workshop and a publishing platform.’’, ’’ Fraternity of Poets’’, ‘’XpressPublications.Com’’, ’’ Kennyson Bookerville House'', ’’ Dark Side of the Moon’’, ''Poetry by Barry Mowles'', ''Poems Plus by Melvina & Friends'', ''Mid-American Review'', ''Poets without borders'' and many others.
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Marieta Maglas Poems
This game is the way in which slaughter becomes an end in itself. Acta est fabula plaudite The play has been performed; applaud!
Your Words Of Love
I have seemingly missed your words of love, Those words that were written in the sand And erased by the first wave. Do you remember, my love?
If we combined The perfectly good and the perfectly evil, We would obtain the imperfection. If we took a piece of paradise
Shadow Of Life
I am a victim and you know that I know this. Je suis une victime et vous savez que je le sais. You say that you love me,
A Delicate Rainy Morning
If I felt that you had been here, it was because your angel would have touched me with his wing like a breeze, and you would have been here with him
A Princess Of Romanian Folk Died
Romania is in mourning. A princess of Romanian folk died A few hours ago. There will be many trees on this land
Kiss My Soul
If that morning would be my ideal incredible readiness, In a forgotten time of the tellurium and most desirable land Your certain love would come to utter my vivid happiness Kissing closed eyelids, caressing them with your tender hand.
+ In Search Of The Perfect Chess Mate ++
Embedding new rules in a new arrangement and having a new strategy The white king is driving the opposing king to the wrong corner, for being controlled by the bishop. The white king is very rich. He takes seemingly worthless properties from his own people
A Ray Of Sun
While drawing a circle, A ray of sun that slips on your sad face Is not only a ray, it is the light. Moreover, my feelings
I'm drawing a circle, Which is concentrically diminishing, With each gliding of the pencil on the paper, Until it becomes a spiral.
Making A Child
Making a child For giving love a dual name. For saving its own sense.
+an Incurable Kiss+++
Your steps Are frightening the red leaves Of an imaginary tree….. Your sight
You are my everything 'Cause in everything I do It's always a part of you. And because I love you,
If you didn’t dream up always new ideas
And if they didn't empower you
To make our dreams become more real,
If you didn't dance in the rain,
If you didn't cry
For not being a child