Andre Lamartin
Dec 9, 2016
No Silence So Loud
The loss of a mother, what can account, for an absence so great, a silence so loud... The meaning of love, I learned as a child. She...
Andre Lamartin
Dec 8, 2016
Tomorrow May Never Come
If children symbolize the future, tomorrow may never come. Many will be denied the right to celebrate their next birthday. According to...
Andre Lamartin
Dec 8, 2016
Lost Stars
Are we all just lost stars? Incandescent and bright. Strangers by distance, siblings by sight. Wondrous, majestic, sources of light....
Andre Lamartin
Dec 6, 2016
My Very Own Lotus Flower
She was delicate as she was pure. She was beautiful as she was quiet. Not a tulip, not a rose, my very own Lotus Flower. From a pond she...
Andre Lamartin
Dec 6, 2016
Um Coração Aprisionado.
O amor é a imensidão da vida. Aprisioná-lo em verso uma ilusão. Não há métrica nem rima, Que possa conter o meu coração. Não há palavra...
Andre Lamartin
Dec 4, 2016
One Day To Be
She was my princess, my goddess, my love. The one I had waited for all along. A promise fulfilled of companionship and trust. Of laughter...
Andre Lamartin
Dec 2, 2016
Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
This poem was written by a loving son for his dying father. It is not an exhortation of rage; it is an exultation of life. An admonition...
Andre Lamartin
Nov 26, 2016
Will History Absolve Him?
The greatest tragedy that can befall an egalitarian youth is to become the antithesis of himself as he ages. This is the story of an...
Andre Lamartin
Nov 10, 2016
A Battle Cry Unheard
Outlandish campaign promises of yesterday, nonexistent policies of tomorrow. This is the leap taken by most newly elected Presidents. The...
Andre Lamartin
Nov 9, 2016
A Voice For the Silenced: My Immediate Reaction to the US Presidential Election Result
Shock and silence are a married couple not on speaking terms. Therefore, at pivotal historic moments of great personal consternation when...
Andre Lamartin
Nov 8, 2016
The Rhyme of Time
If loss could be counted in days, And absence measured in Time, The tyranny of memories would say, Time is an impossible rhyme. For what...
Andre Lamartin
Nov 5, 2016
Galaxies to Explore
If the world is a planet, each human being is a galaxy. One of such depth, breadth and complexity only the divine can fully explore. The...
Andre Lamartin
Nov 4, 2016
Diálogo com o Infinito
Não se cria sem sentir, não se sente sem criar. Todo amor tem seu preço, a solidão do acreditar. Crença essa um sofrimento, a ausência do...
Andre Lamartin
Nov 3, 2016
Por um Amor Que Puro Fosse
Queria um amor que puro fosse, Puro fosse como o ar. A conjugar a todo tempo, Tempo este a perdurar, Ao infinito do horizonte, O...
Andre Lamartin
Nov 1, 2016
Carpe Tempus, Carpe Vita
Time is the greatest treasure one can possess. Words to live by till our final rest. Even the richest are made poor when facing Death....
Andre Lamartin
Oct 9, 2016
Creative Destruction
Music is the poetry of sound in time. Poetry is the silent melody of the soul. Painting is all the colors coalescing into one. Dancing is...
Andre Lamartin
Aug 27, 2016
A Family Left Behind
Somewhere in the US there are two girls growing up without a father. Somewhere in the US there is a wife who still pines for her husband....
Andre Lamartin
Aug 26, 2016
What Will Your Verse Be?
“Oh me! Oh life! of the questions of these recurring, Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish… What...
Andre Lamartin
Jul 23, 2016
Ars Longa, Vita Brevis
Despite what conventional wisdom might have to say, Brando’s humility, sensitivity and self-deprecating nature gave him a profound...
Andre Lamartin
Jun 24, 2016
Brexit
Na madrugada de hoje, a xenofobia venceu a razão. A minha incredulidade e estupefação perante os últimos acontecimentos só me permitem...
Andre Lamartin
Jun 24, 2016
Today Europe is Less
In the words of John Donne: “No man is an island, Entire of itself, Every man is a piece of the continent, A part of the main. If a clod...
Andre Lamartin
Apr 24, 2016
Res Ipsa Loquitur
A modicum of historical perspective seems to be conspicuously absent from the political coverage of the American presidential election....
Andre Lamartin
Feb 17, 2016
The Book of Life is Brief
"The book of life is brief, And once a page is read, All but love is dead, This is my belief." Apollo Lamartin Newman 2003 - 2016 Friend,...
Andre Lamartin
Dec 6, 2015
Kew Royal Botanic Gardens
In the sanguine, albeit potentially unrealistic, expectation that the Paris Climate Change Conference may actually produce a legally...