- Marie-Hélène
... of Bejaia (formerly Candle) , the city he was born, she keeps a souvenir confused but persistent. Circumstances have separated early: she had two years ago. Now dispersed, the challenge to its roots everywhere.
... Marie-Hélène passionately claims its diversity: Italian, Corsican, French, Algerian and Kabyle. Aloud, she claims, the declaims, a cry that can not hide his suffering, pain inextinguishable.
... Marie-Hélène , a woman full of energy and resourceful, a fighter found on all fronts. She worked in humanitarian activities. His spare time, she devotes to the theater, painting and writing.
Bejaia Napoli or even fight ... !
modified work of Marie-Hélène ,
Collection crayons in my fingers "
- His Elegy
... Did today dispelled his torment? Has his heart finally calmed? Do not look for the answer, rather listen to his lament.
... A special dedication to Zephyr and its readers.
Tear
black bitumen, Algeria and laughed my feet ...Between Corsica and Italy, the bitter night.
Tuffeau white Touraine just mow the Aures.Under your sun, all fair, my sweats distress
And come what may, I'm at the end of my sentence?repeatedly tried to open me the veins,thrown overboard, I crossed the wind,Disturbed the game, everything is torn, it is mat-innate ...
Candle port, still evaporates from my pores.Under the cut, bruised, unspoken cursed out!
Marie-Hélène Canazzi,
From the book "The screams echo"
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