words create worlds
A twisted careless thought curled back into the middle of my mind. An accidental consequence of someone else’s solid truth, a radiant silent reply, a whirling wind, the dust of scattered memories brought up. I wish I could have held it – a kite I’d never flown. I wish I could have kept it out
Five fingers grew. The fig tree knew
his magic green into the blue would match
the greatness of his roots, would bring
the goodness to his fruits.
‘Your poem has been heard! Your wish, as well.’ (Aloft – „I wish I could have cried a rainbow in your palms”) On Nov. 19th, an outburst of Northern Lights over Tromsø, Norway, painted the sky with all the colors of the rainbow. Aurora tour guide Marianne Bergli photographed the outburst. http://www.spaceweather.com/archive.php?view=1&day=20&month=11&year=2018 It was very convenient for
I wish you could have comprehended the light that crosses our conjoined veins I wish you could have felt its music, the magic chords of harmony we sought. I wish you could have known that words can only keep us far, aloft… I wish you could have heard the tears embedded in my silence.
A poem from „Parentheses”, which is a work in progress, still. ;) Yet, I’ve included some of the English poems in „Memories” („amintiri”), my latest Romanian book that has been published in July. Illustrations and cover for Parentheses by Jade Ene.
Worlds of Words 