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Poets Celebrate Autumn at "Handshake of the Republics" Festival

World poets celebrated autumn in the IV International teleconference at "Handshake of the Republics" festival conducted at Kazan, Tatarstan, across the continents of Europe, Asia, Africa and Oceania. Within the framework of the IV International teleconference of the musical and poetic festival "Handshake of the

Love for Life – Poetry from Italy

Love for life It’s a window always lit In the colder dark of nights. Francesca Patitucci, an Italian poetess and author, shares her poetry Francesca Patitucci, an Italian poetess and author, born in Calabria, lives in Salerno (Campania – Italy). She has been writing for several years, especially poetry. She is

Healing Wounds – Poetry from Peru

Collect my tears Collect my pain My heart is burning coal That burns all worth. Ramina Herrera, poetess from Peru, a western South American country, shares her poetry Herrera, born in Luya, Amazonas, Peru, in 1979, is a Business Administrator by profession. Graduated from the National University of Trujillo,

TRENDS participates in Indonesia International Book Fair 2024

TRENDS Research and Advisory is participating in the 44th edition of the Indonesia International Book Fair 2024, which is taking place from 25th to 29th September at Jakarta Convention Centre. TRENDS' pavilion features over 300 titles in various fields of knowledge and utilises the latest technologies, including AI, hologram and

The Eternal Downfall

Let the first rain of the Earth falls once again for ten million years Let it take rest after three and a half hundred years of creation To wash away the mountains of blood Ten thousand years later The history will repeat itself The purest water stream devoids of germ sterile meadow And without presence of