Archive for February, 2018

The Balance – cover reveal

TheBalance_FLAT

This is what the new anthology will look like. 🙂

And these are my other athologies in English:

 

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The nun

On different photos, layers of dust, just one
is clear although the sepia fading.
This is the portrait she always stroked,
her thoughts butterflies in the garden.
This room is not a room, it is
where they have loved each other deeply.

Sleepy her eyes try to focus on the face,
only a vague contour is showing. He
could have been one of her ancestors too, but
she remembers the frame under her skin.
It is him, almost gone beneath the paper.

Children’s voices sing in the garden,
taking her back to the monastery and her death.
The house has been empty for sixty years,
the dust has thickened. No one comes here anymore.

 

( I shall not try to explain this one, it is written in an attempt to understand someone I never met. If that is vague, well that is poetry for you…)

Night herds

For nights her bed
had been cold,
most dark hours
the gate was banging,
and she counted
the ghosts
passing her window,
disobedient sheep
keeping her awake.

Always more than fifty,
less than a hundred,
the whole world slept
and no else one knew
screaming herds of formless ewes
were moving from graveyard
to graveyard, each of them
carrying a childhood memory
and a scarecrow’s grin.

(all the above is the result of me wanting to write something funny, but it was not going to happen this evening, not with the prospect of cold feet, a cold bed and dark hours to be equally cold in. On a brighter note, … oh well. Time will tell if my feet will be warmer and if the brighter note really exists. And if not, there will always be socks)

Trust

Will nothing good come from this time?
We seemed to get on fine, and I
was sure. No light goes out all by itself,
the birds take daylight; time – the lamp,
and words have brought me darkness, damp,
when I had hoped for better times.

But I can listen to the dark.
And I can speak,
and ask and if you want, I understand,
but I won’t have my light taken away from me
and I won’t hide in no ones darkness.

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