Love Song

Oh, how can I restrain my soul until it touches yours no longer, lift it high above you, and above the flow of things? Across the depths, mysterious and still of river, lost in darkness, wish that I on placid shore my soul could rest, while yours unleashes stormy turbulence within... Yet everything connects us,…

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A Song for Mankind

On a subject debating I am with a lady; and the theme: "Modern man, as he seems." And the lady, abrasive – you know – gets evasive, wildly stomping her feet, even cries. Throwing muddy objections upon my complacence, hailing verbal assaults from the skies. "Wait a minute – I say – wait a minute,…

Couples

They tasted the light as the morning rolled down, down the peaks and the valleys of mutual hunger. Time glittered the crest of a wave, ocean bound. In its porcelain circle, the coffee turned darker. And the planet was feeling itself through their skin, spring insatiable flowering beauty declared. Gardens nurtured the dreams of the…

Ballad for Romeo and Juliet

And Romeo his Juliet is leading again, along those footsteps, stone-embellished through orchards, under trees in frosted beading; or secretly, in stuffy rental dwellings… Among the shadows of their curtains bleeding, with lips - more ardent than the fire burning - he, Romeo, his Juliet is kissing, like years, years, years ago, returning! 2 Beneath…

I Loved You Once

I loved you once: and love, perhaps still present Deep in my heart, is burning out in vain; No longer let its memory distress you; I never wish to cause you any pain. I loved you - silent, hopeless in emotion, By jealousy tormented, or afraid; I loved you tenderly, with such devotion, And may…

Hanging the Moon

It's been one of those seasons of quiet despair, I could hang the moon painted over your skies – keep you company, even when nobody's there, throw her silver keys gently into your eyes. Take me sailing again down the rivers of summer, all the way to the ocean, the islands of South, with the…

Horsie Dear of Mine

We lived it, horsie dear of mine, so well, but life was extended to us briefly – long enough to scream it. And here today we have to part our ways because your eyes ran out, your feet erased themselves and disappeared. Your scarf was flying – while the soul was racing keenly, and my…

No Autumn Yet

No autumn yet, my trees no autumn shedding. Still giving shelter to the flocks of doubts – uncertainties with their pointed edges, shaped by the drought of summer's ancient souths. I'm still expecting pupils, gathered brightly: a textbook for the children of the new. Still tracking birds, with single-feathered lightness and honor, passionate enough for…

When We Shared, Cursing One Another

When we shared, cursing one another Our passion, scorching white in heat, Neither one of us the truth had gathered, How the earth for two was small, indeed, That the memory, relentless fire, Torture for the heart, afflicts the strong – Searching through the night in its desire, Asking: Dear, where have you gone? And…

Eyes

The field is shades of raven dark, smoke streaming from the stones subsiding. A cricket – heartbeat in the heart, to naught the nothingness dividing. And through the thinning moonlight seams the dead, bewildered, stare in silence into this realm of the deceased, alive and capable of dying. Ivan Metodiev Translated from the Bulgarian by…