Stanzas For Malgosia (Halina Poswiatowska Poems)
Iwhen you come and make my mouth all smiles I am a mirrorin which your eyes sparkle when you come ...
Iwhen you come and make my mouth all smiles I am a mirrorin which your eyes sparkle when you come ...
This year again there is spring, spring incredibly familiar, so why does poetry suffocate on its own breath. The tree ...
I enjoy writing poems. In a poem, like at a public rally, tempers boil, screams burst openthe form, and the ...
I am dazed by the beauty of my body.today I looked at myself with your eyes. discoveredthe soft curve of ...
To produce a poem - once a vibrating pain in the tissues was enough and a stock of words no ...
I am gentle with youas with beesthe sharp smell of flowersI am kind to youas to the bird's tired wingsa ...
my lover is not that handsomeand he has quite a temperbut who will paint my skyin the dark afternoon purpleif ...
women are valued for their beautymen for the shadow cast by long eyelashesand poets because in the wordthey conceal the ...
it's we who give birth to males with their strong palms not from a smilebut from pain and earth - ...
they show me wordsthey saythe scent of roses can be found in a wordbut all I find is paper paper ...
she was lovely like stonealabasterwith green veinsthrobbing with sleeping bloodhalf a hundred godson a cloudclappedas she walked swaying her hipsand ...
one more memoryI have just written a wordI am older by a wordby twoby threeby a poemolder - what does ...
The wind caught in the arms of mills mocks the dramaof minutes floating across the sky. Don Quixote of the ...
so many hearts run towards youthat you could beand most generouslygild my misery with your sunshinelook - I pray to ...
I want to write about youWith your name to prop the crooked fenceThe frozen cherry treeAbout your lipsTo form curved stanzasAbout ...
on a dust-covered road I search for your lips.I bend over and look under each moss-wrapped stone.coiled into spirals snails ...
for all my love - brother Angelyou gave me gold for the backgroundand a sky-blue dressyou pinned a pair of ...
yesterday I wrote poems just as todayI dispense kisses my kisses have becomecheaper poems grow more and more scarcepoems I ...
you ask - what camels haul in their saddle-bagsthey carry my heart across the desertsince you left meI remain aloneunder ...
he said - he loved he saidnow I livein his smileand tracethe shape of hipsas narrowas the trunk of the ...
in your perfect fingersI am only a shivera song of leavesunder the touch of your warm lipsyour fragrance irritates - ...
my God have mercy on mewhy have you created me in the unlikenessof hard rocksI am full of your secretsI ...
in my barbaric tongueflowers are called flowersand about air I say airand stepping on the pavement brickswith my heels I ...
this night - for youand in the fuzzy cut-openmelon of nightits insides sweet and juicyif my body does not shinethe ...
so lightly we move from embrace to embracefrom our open armsthe sun steals outto circle the earthand bring about daylightthe ...
a splinter of my imaginationsometimes flares up from a wordand sometimes from the smell of saltand I feel under methe ...
you ask what intrigues me in the magic of numbers in a numberI want to express the infinity of my ...
I think it's hard to write poetrylook how often it doesn't work for thosewho should have succeededbut I also think ...
and I sit by the stoveand try to catch time red-handedthe delicate ripple of curtainsthe phosphorescence of wallsbooks dancingon the ...
I like longingclimbing up the railings of sound and colorcatching into my open mouththe frozen scentI like my lonelinesssuspended higherthan ...
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