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Maria Adelina AMORIM (MAA), poet-historian, narrates human condition since immemorial time, from mythology to virtual society, with rooted cultural references, boh personally and originally assumed through frequent and surprising images and metaphors.

A few days ago, my step daughter Cristina Brito went to the beach but forgot her Moleskine Notebook. The only similar thing she had on hand was an old Círculo de Leitores novel, in the handag, for travelling reading. It was there in the margins and blank

There is something indelible in late afternoon almost night as if the tenderness that falls on the warm and humid city was a sensual curtain that hides you from me behind the window I look on the treetops at the avenue they drip varnishes on parked cars

The Portuguese Army Day is celebrated on October 24th remembering the remote year of 1147, when Lisbon was conquered by D. Afonso Henriques, our first king and founder. Last years the itinerant ephemeris has been celebrated in diverse main cities.

"life is a cross", it's said, but not everyone carries it. there is a lot of cheating, for example, pretending not to see or have it, nailing it on the back of an unwary innocent, setting it on the high altar or at the church facade. "a vida é uma

Drums are beaten far away I don't know who is being executed I imagine myself a sailor without navigated sea hidden in the Jerónimos' crypt cowardly pasted to the stone's columns as they were land to discover deserter in time to sail