SECOND PUBLISHED POETRY ONLINE IN A WEBSITE
Hi there! My excerpt from my upcoming book Sarsenet Sarcophagus has been accepted here in this site - The Strange Things
A collaborative collection of short stories, poems, photographs, videos, etc. — all of which are a little odd. "But perhaps there is something else as well, something nebulous, gauze-like, through which everything one sees in a dream seems, paradoxically, much clearer."
- W.G. Sebald, The Rings of Saturn
http://thestrangethingsblog.tumblr.co...
Here is a short excerpt:
sardonyx
When you lie there,
Bend down, don’t turn around –
Be my own love-ground.
The sands will never
Push you down, dear sardonyx.
For I shall always be the sun
That shall make all
Those little white flowers blossom.
The mosses may come soon.
They shall cover you like sarsenet
With the balm of the chrysanthemums,
And make you whiter than the bones
You will become too.
The nights fill with your perfume.
stay close
Stay close, dazed eyes but mouth
Pursed open with no sound –
Breathe like a stray cloud
If yours could still be called breathing.
The ashes are following you,
Or are they finally freeing you?
And the smoke of this pyre shall melt
The traces of the earth from your skin.
Stay close when your bones
Let your marrows out to gleam.
Things are not always what they seem.
eintagsfliege
My little mayfly,
The breeze has caught you
And brought you again to me:
Today, I met you and now I have fallen.
I desire to be borne by
Your pellucid wings, penetrated to the deep
With your sting.
For so long, I came and waited.
But why? Why do I always
Feel less love, but more of the pain?
I crush you and now, my love
You are just one red stain.
A collaborative collection of short stories, poems, photographs, videos, etc. — all of which are a little odd. "But perhaps there is something else as well, something nebulous, gauze-like, through which everything one sees in a dream seems, paradoxically, much clearer."
- W.G. Sebald, The Rings of Saturn
http://thestrangethingsblog.tumblr.co...
Here is a short excerpt:
sardonyx
When you lie there,
Bend down, don’t turn around –
Be my own love-ground.
The sands will never
Push you down, dear sardonyx.
For I shall always be the sun
That shall make all
Those little white flowers blossom.
The mosses may come soon.
They shall cover you like sarsenet
With the balm of the chrysanthemums,
And make you whiter than the bones
You will become too.
The nights fill with your perfume.
stay close
Stay close, dazed eyes but mouth
Pursed open with no sound –
Breathe like a stray cloud
If yours could still be called breathing.
The ashes are following you,
Or are they finally freeing you?
And the smoke of this pyre shall melt
The traces of the earth from your skin.
Stay close when your bones
Let your marrows out to gleam.
Things are not always what they seem.
eintagsfliege
My little mayfly,
The breeze has caught you
And brought you again to me:
Today, I met you and now I have fallen.
I desire to be borne by
Your pellucid wings, penetrated to the deep
With your sting.
For so long, I came and waited.
But why? Why do I always
Feel less love, but more of the pain?
I crush you and now, my love
You are just one red stain.
Published on April 25, 2012 17:39
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