Category: Poems

CERTAIN UNCERTANTY Sometimes it seems as if spring doesn’t want to come that it is wintry or autumnal but spring will come if it is not erased in

AND YET… I LOVE YOU (A Mangyan poem) * It is difficult for me to think of you because between you and between me is the vast sea

THE OFFICE I have a table. I can write I have a table. I have a chair. I can write I have a chair. Even more: I have

Picture Germain Droogenbroodt   Unconcerned rosy announcing upcoming spring apricot blossoms Germain Droogenbroodt

Like a nightingale resounds the graceful sing-song  of the mountain stream Do not doubt about the anchorage of spring the flood brings flowers Climbing the mountain dazzling beauty

Dante’s Cave Velika Dolina, Skocjan Finally I came to the end of the world to a limestone cliff falling in pale steps and far below a pool somehow

                  DAWN Slowly the way a poem writes itself daybreak comes into being from nothing disposes of silence and brings

LIKE YOU Like you, I Iove life, the sweet enchantment of things, the heavenly landscape of January days. My blood too boils and I laugh through eyes that

IN WINTER In winter, the murderous death enters homes; it seeks the sister, the father, plays violin for them. But when the earth moves under the spade of

Love My soul was a light blue dress, the color of the sky; I left it on a rock by the sea and naked I came to you,