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    I leave for you my secret message,
    Written on playful wings of breeze,
    It’s yellow, sweet, with velvet touching,
    Stirring with thirst the leaves of trees.
    It may sing tunes below your windows,
    Playing guitars in cherub’s choirs,
    Or might be waltzing between shadows,
    Of undefined seraphic fires. […]

    © Simona Prilogan, Carving Magic

    Beautiful words by a beautiful poet. I have admired her word craft for years since I shared a platform with her on Zoom for the UN Anti-Racism Day with Poets Against Racism. I finally met her, listened to her perform, and obtained a copy of her book at the Wolverhampton Literature Festival. She is as impressive on stage as she is of the page. She is a wonderful human being who writes from her own authentic voice. I am now reading this collection for the 6th time. Every time I pick up the book I find something new to enjoy. It’s a word- feast to be savored rather than a fast food deal: top-notch fare from a master chef and not a bargain bucket KFC belly-filler. 5 gold stars. Buy this book! – Ian Henery

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    Amazon – Barnes & Noble – Waterstones – Blackwell’s – Tertulia – imusic – Bertrand – Libris

    From poetry I have never gone. I only borrowed some mornings from the sunflowers and listened to their songs. The breeze brought sentences from far away, a mystic world displaying in my heart. Sound of love, aromas, colours, emotions. They were gathering at the gate of my mind, so I invited them in my inner world and together have created a genuine poetic space. A Simonic one. For returning the mornings to eternity. As we celebrate our togetherness, I invite you too for a cup of emotions and poetic thoughts poured between the lines. – Simona Prilogan

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    Hello,

    I’m Simona

    One day, I tumbled from a tiny star called Dream and landed in a cup of Hope, just beyond the zone of hard work, where daily wishes meet reality.

    I’ve always dreamed of visiting Antarctica, though I haven’t made it there yet! Until then, I journey through the intricate landscapes of the human body in my work at the hospital, tracking the unseen stories of cells.

    When I step outside my comfort zone, you might find me on a train to Eastbourne, Matlock, or Canterbury, breathing in the fresh air and gathering inspiration. I return with pockets full of poetic ideas, though time rarely lets me write them all down.

    London’s endless rainy days often set the stage for my impromptu singing performances on my way to work. I love dancing too, especially the waltz, though I’m a bit too shy to twirl in the rain.

    I have a soft spot for pasta, coffee, chocolate, and a good laugh. Politics might elude me, but the human soul does not. And if there’s one thing I believe in, it’s this: Love is our strongest emotion, survival instinct, and essential need.

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