Acres of salt pans, dating to Roman times, lie along Xwejni Bay on Gozo. (Meg Pier for the Boston Globe)

The Boston Globe
By Meg Pier
Globe Correspondent / July 26, 2009

GOZO, Malta — Edward Lear, the Victorian-era nonsense poet, was a six-time visitor to Gozo. He termed the island “pomzkizillious and gromphiberous, being as no words can describe its magnificence.’’

Today tourists and locals alike are taken with the tiny Mediterranean isle.

“I go every year to Gozo with friends; sometimes we hire a farmhouse or stay at a hotel. The sea in most places is fresher and cleaner, the air is cooler at nights, and the picturesque countryside and the beaches are a treat for us,’’ said Joe Pisani of Birkirkara. “We seek the tranquillity, an escape from the dense cities of Malta. All in all, Gozo is considered as a haven for Maltese, even in winter.’’

As for me, I had come in hopes of lightening a heart made heavy by the poor health of a family member. I was in the right place.

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