Sunday 08/03/2008 9:24:29pm Name: Justin Fenech e-mail: http://justin3@di-ve.com city/country: Hamrun/ Malta website: http://propheciesofthemediterrenean.blogspot.com/ Comments: Hi Ms.Azzopardi, I have recently come across your website via Malta Poetry.And I have to say it's quite wicked, it quickly found it's way on to my favourites list.Which is no surprise really for as I always believe, any fan of The Smiths must have good taste.And that certainly has been the case here. Music aside for the moment, I'm actually contacting you as a fellow poet.First of all I've read your poem on Malta Poetry and I was more than a little intrigued.Your style is very similar to mine (do we have the same influences perhaps?) and also the words are...well Mediterrenean; they flow with a tranquil vigour and hunger. I would also like to enquire wether it would be possible for some of my poems to appear on a magazine publication, as your wondrous works already have? If so I'd be most appreciative to know what procedures must be taken and such. I've also taken the liberty of enclosing a poem of mine in this email.Shameful I know, but we Maltese do have a habit of inviting ourselves, and I am too miniscule to resist my roots. Do not frown too much when reading these lines, I would be delighted if you could find a mere word of praise for it - Oh mad ambition! Anyway here goes... A Promise From a bouquet Of churches Sun-lit, love's destiny, I pick an insatiable Steeple, Maddened with rigour, High, proud, like an ancient olive tree. I pick it And place it, Firmly Around the bench of the young friends. Astronomers of passionate stars! The square echoes with their voices - Pastizzerias Sell their soul To their games. They clothe The naked nights With veils of acid Foaming With spittle, entwined Into borderlines Of lips And words. From amongst them I pick out a promise, One as small as: "I'll see you tomorrow", So as to be understood And broken without tears. I will take it with me To visit the lovers By the red seaside. Cutting the waves With their double steps They leave A well of golden archways: There I shall place The minute promise. Flowing upon the flushing waves, It will find them When they are Four seconds ahead of joy Four seconds behind alarm. The little child With the dome of his belly, Tempting the pigeons to nest, Skin as dark as night, Making kingdoms out of sand On the same seaside, Shall deliver to me The news Of the fulfillment Or death Of the small promise Between the two lovers. Thank you for taking the time for listening to my rambling, Justin Fenech, 19, Hamrun.

Wednesday 03/26/2008 1:53:19pm Name: gayathree achu e-mail: http://gayathree.achu@gmail.com city/country: Doha, Qatar website: Comments: Hello Laura, I was looking for an old College Friend of mine, googled him and found him featured on your site. If you keep regular contact with him, could you please send me his email or contact information. Or if you'd prefer, please pass my on email address to him. We studied together at SIUC and I'd been thinking about him recently and just wanted to see what he's been up to. Thank you Gayathree Achu

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