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Poem to my Knight

the hailstones were falling like dragons
attacking the windows of the North Tower
it was a New Moon, the beginning of a golden era,
the end of a long shift

his arm stretched, brought the sun from the dungeon
tied one of its rays, gently to my little finger
and nailed it to the sky with a swift move
the clouds collapsed like a pack of cards
(Queen of spades fell to pieces, like it never existed)
and then he held my hand, his sword and shield
leaning peacefully against the rest of my world

imaginea utilizatorului Trinity

to give it a name

it appears out of nowhere
and even if I guess it
or not
I pretend to be too clever
to water its roots
with lacy butterflies of hope
too busy, too awake
to walk the walk of dreams
daily surrendered to dawn
like freedom
by caught and trialed killers
and when it stings
like a bee that knows all about
honey
all about petals and fate
it feels grateful and peaceful and forever
lost

imaginea utilizatorului marlena

Je ne voix pas dans les mots (H)

Absens, Ed. Caractères, Paris, 1996

Il s'approche trop il s'éloigne trop.
Je regarde les mots sur ses lèvres. Sa bouche
remue lentement. Plus lentement. On n'entend
rien. On voit son contour changer comme dans
un miroir d'eau. Qui tremble. Sa bouche remue.
Il avance dans la voix. Ce sont des paroles qui
s'ouvrent sur ses lèvres. Gouffre. Le cercle pâle
se ferme encore.
Ses mots se font toujours plus rares, ils ne

imaginea utilizatorului nicodem

too much perfume

...

spring came with her multitudes
like a palm sunday procession
entered town thru the front door
walking down the street
as the soul walks from
father to mother

the bird from the town hall clock went out
to welcome her
fell over winter rags
pouring the time over people

spring
this daughter of time
put on too much perfume
her round breasts are like two strawberries

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Ra

(..’only dream I ever have is the surface of the sun…every time I shut my eyes is always the same’ - Sunshine)

hey, creatures of earth
I'm off to the sun
I’m packing up light,
no tooth brush, no gun
farewell weeks and years of earthly chores
I'm letting go now
my gravity's yours

the rocket is ready
I'm happy to say
a heart and two wings
and a ticket one way

people are waving

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