I dare to confirm the words of someone who commented: "the words of Maria Dulce Leitão Reis hide pains and emotions."
I agree that her sensitivity makes her translate her own life into poetry— in certain contexts—with a mixture of intuition, love and serenity.
Love for others and a believer that her faith in love will one day lead her to her fullness of life as a woman, mother and lover.
As tree branches, so is she, available, audacious and diverse, extend the arms and hugs to those who need it. Everything is reflected in the poetic writing that she presents us with her freshest smile and self-confidence —as she says—"in my self-confident flight I misjudged spaces by venturing between closed branches ..." before THE RAIN THAT WASHED HER WOUNDS.
However, the sun heals everything, and she continues waiting for the LAST TRAIN—even if she mistakes the station—she will continue to search for her destination. Since life is not any tree and she will turn into a bowl of..
“I was born in Portugal, in a nice village, in the center of the country. I have a sister and two children. I worked in accountancy and I was Businesswoman of Restoration and Fashion. I am living in England since 2006.
I am co-author of 43 Anthologies of Poetry, Prose and Children’s Stories and 5 solo books in Portuguese and English. The dream of publishing solo begins to come true.