My poem The Last Love published by Vita Brevis Poetry Magazine:
I eat macaroons in the same coffee shop
Roberto’s guitar sells cheap dreams by the sea
young girls are ready for harvest like flowers of lust
I scratch poetry on a glass
I say the first love is French
you ask how’s the last
it smells raspberries, vanilla, and grass
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My book, Passions: Love poems and Other Writings, can be ordered on Amazon here.
image: Oleg Gekman; Shutterstock; [link]
On a different note, I apologize to all my followers for not reading your posts over the past two days. I promise I will do my best to catch up with everyone’s posts as soon as I can.
Work and painful experiences got in the way. As a professor the end of the academic year has always been a humbling and joyous experience. Generally, it takes 2 years to get a Masters’ degree. After that it takes anywhere between 4-6 years (even longer in some cases) to earn a doctoral degree.
During graduation shaking the hands of my students, looking them in the eyes, and telling them: Congratulations Dr… it was a privilege to have you as my student. It meant the world to me. I did my best to equip you with knowledge and to teach you how to think critically. I encouraged you all along to challenge my thinking. Now, you are ready. Go out in the world and create new knowledge: knowledge that we all can benefit from. Now, that you are at the same level with me I hope you will do better than I do. With all my heart I wish you good luck and may your star be the brightest. Each and every one of your victories will speak to me. Each and every one of your victories will prove that you are great and that not even a minute from my countless hours of work during long afternoons and sleepless nights was wasted. Congratulation Dr…Go for it!
This year none of this will happen in person. My regalia will not leave the closet. It will be a painful experience for me and for my students.
Love to everyone
@Gabriela Marie Milton