While Aphrodite’s seed flows on me I sniff your scents you voiceless tempest I rip your dresses daughter of the devil I rob your spirit sadness of Daphnis While Aphrodite’s seed flows on me I warm the shrill sun Under the glance of Thebes and I trade with my skin On a Syrian bazaar. And […]
I planted belfries for scarce passions but, lo! The bell rang! The dark basses tremble as the spectre flows The burnt-out poem exhales arson The swaying fire and the mirror … glowing. The bell tolls for secrets: Together they died Now, together they share the silence. *** Posejah zvonike Oskudnih strasti Al’ gle! Zazvoniše! […]
Beauty and love are everywhere, all you have to do is to peek over the walls of scorn. *** La belleza y el amor están en todas partes, todo lo que tienes de hacer es mirar por encima de las paredes del desprecio.
Cats, theatre play, scene 5, Leila Samarrai, translated into English, Mazikeen Leila Smith Read it fully, deeply, and completely on the link below. http://eckermann.org.rs/article/macke/ SCENE 5 (The Holy Paramore and Saint Peter are sitting together, cheek to cheek, staring at each other lovingly, outside the gates of Heaven.) THE GATES OF HEAVEN SAINT PETER: Sweetie, I […]
I would tell you everything along to a melody, I could find а tender word now and then, then to paint it in a growl here and there. *** Pesmom bih (ti) rekla sve. uspela bih da nađem po koju nežnu reč. Potom da je obojim urlikom, tu i tamo.
Dragonfly dragonfly with wings blue as the day give me back my childhood the heart and a ghost of love take me back to those days of insanity whatever is at child’s hand reaching innocence, fallen at last pitiless love to salivate my drawn-out days seven wonders and more… more with time to reconcile There […]
When you have stories, you always have your family. They will always be your priority. Your responsibility. And a writer… a writer writes. And he does it even when he’s not appreciated.. or respected… or even loved. He simply bears up,.. and he does it… because he’s writer. http://www.facebook.com/leilasamarrai7
.Fluffy, curly-headed, looney ball! He jumps upward and bounces off the walls. Thwack! (Kerplunk) Then he curls up, snoring in his sleep. (Huuuuuuuhh. guhrrrrrrr huuuu grrrr grrrgrrr…..siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii…) He is such a such a noble cat! Sometimes I call him Gerard Erickson. Sometimes I call him Sanders Pennington. He speaks, cat, dog, human: ‘Tomcat, are you […]
I, invisible goddess, I envy unloved goat-nymph on Greek islands Let me and my invisible do more harm to visible unlanguage me, but do not make me play the harp to Harpy Her name is Love. Hear me mortal’s. twist your sights demigods, taste my riptide wrought pen of magic fire On behalf of this […]
In the mirror I see Suns long passed the breath which wipes away the glass contours is frightened and uneasy The Moon – what a sensitive parasite that is If I lunge at the mirror I will crack my tooth structure I’ll consume the Suns, devour the Moon Rend asunder hesitant bodies I hate […]