*** I can’t remember a more arctic spring, I conclude work and sit alone in the tower, With blinds up, with eyes down, Trying to attract summer. This is one…
Publishing news Promising news from New York! A poem of mine, freshly penned in dedication to Sint Idesbald, has been selected for publication in the 2024 anthology 'Beacon Radiant' by…
Publishing news A selection of poems from our two-poets performance “Café Europa” has been published in the anthology “Quaderni della Palabra 2023” by Centro Internazionale Della Grafica di Venezia. Centro…
*** Where does she begin and end? She descends from above the clouds, Seeps from the hidden glacier, Born near the sky’s surface, In the snow-capped triangle - My eye…
*** Titled ‘Branches’. It makes you look and look some more. A jungle of signs, A line path of cranes over the sky sucks my eye, In the twists of the trees, in the stormy…
*** My love for the countryside in the fall, The smell of the soil, Van Gogh of sea-buckthorns, Rodin of the sky, The air “of thoughts”, Unhurried walks towards the…
*** I have attended the concert of your lips, I am sure I know of no agony comparable To sensing of this opera. The “bogatyrs” they are, Are chivalrous, Are…
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