Posts Tagged With: shadow


they have exiled me
in a city with glass pavements
from my yesterday remained
only expired oxygen
I’m breathing rarely from the depths
like a diver
only through a mask
anyway no one recognize me
neither do I

people carry one sun ball
instead of their heart
they walk on tiptoes
unwinding little by little
entangled threads behind them
forgotten words in the Tower of Babel
feelings in a big kneader

I’m stepping from knot to knot
with naked soles softening
crumpled by too much heat
like newborn wrinkles

I started to talk in my mind
learning the deaf alphabet
my shadow abjured me
she stays hung without tongue
on the Pole Star

not even she can remain here
still and nailed

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Maybe one day
I should have been born apart,
at a far distance from the place
where the embers’ shadow wriggles
on the ancient brick wall.

The circle of sun,
a spinning run’s print in the sand of memory,
tightened inside my body
like snow melting in March.
Maybe it was farther than dreams,
somewhere between the autumn seeds
sleeping like buried forests
with their crests tired of a high flight
bluer than the first silence…

And my shadow returned home
before sunset.

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A Poet’s Shadow

Coming out from the wall’s core,
where there is no window,
you can hear knotted strings
playing a soft cantilena,
lulling to sleep all past phantoms
coming alive in the shade.

The poet’s eyes are freezing them,
carving everything in stone.

My heart has found a revolving door
towards the old attic
where the moon keeps turning around
like an old gramophone.
Always the same tune.

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Word of Freedom

A second’s heavy beat
fastens a lock on the chain
uniting present and never.
Fir branches bow at night
a newborn dream emerges
crawling on a staircase
towards me.

Furrows return in the field
the sun gathers ripe shadows
a road lies ahead and behind
smooth and straight.

Sunset sways me sleepless
sunrise’s sting is cold and deep.
Autumn and spring
my burning eyes still search
the betrothal ring
with eternity.
Place it on my finger
the chain would break.

Breathing, sighing, breathing.

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Weighing My Shadow

in the morning my eyelids were heavy
caught between white clouds scraps
words were nailed in my temple bone’s middle
like dust grains from the evening wind

outside a little girl was skipping the rope
counting aloud her jumps
something was startling inside
like a stitch among ribs
a spinning top memory
an old pendulum clock
between myself and others’ time
measured with the same strings

there were times with many sunny dreams
I was running at dawn through springtime rain
when someone was calling me
the name seemed to be united with myself
carrying me everywhere
like a wonder defying gravitation
I kept my eyes closed
believing I could fly
sometimes I was answering back
my soles tied to the earth

today silence weighs heavier
ragged dreams fell in autumn dust
white threads are woven tighter
memories can’t be untied

short days are slowly getting clear
tonight I shall sleep deeply … yet
a little too late

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