Category: Poems

LAST WISH

LAST WISH Inayat Attar   O wind, I begged you so often– and always you showed me your furious face. This is the last time I beg you:
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ITHACA

ITHACA   to Germain Droogenbroodt The sun of Ithaca shines on me artificially, from another galaxy. Perhaps it is a white circle surrounded by light. Perhaps from the
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NOW

  NOW Now the sentences do not fall anymore in my story. Now I speak, now I inhale myself, now I’m am in the world, now, that it
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SUMMER

to say that your smile lights up the whole garden is of course an exaggeration but I did indeed see a flower bloom at your approach WILLIAM MARR,
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I write at night

I write in the evening the verses that at day fell into my heart. Poetry of people who walk the streets, poetry of the sailors and of prostitutes;
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CAMERA FOR THE SOUL

    We photograph ourselves more and more often. We seem to be forever happy, always smiling, holding each other by the shoulders, we portray ourselves in impressive
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HOMEWARDS

Dear friends, dear readers, I just returned from Italy where I found refuge at my favourite Como Lake to write a few new poems and to launch my
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AWAITING

AWAITING In your sleep, At the threshold of your dreams, I wait and gaze silently on your face As the morning star first appears at your window. In
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