October in my blood

bowing and scraping at the gates of the gray there moaned October, demanding to be let in.   we both looked at the capillaries of insipid sunlight throbbing in its helix, striving to teach it the memory of warmth, and October grinned raindrops and mud on our soles.   you took my hand – I … Continue reading

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“Croquis – 25 sonnets” – on Scribd

This booklet is merely my humble attempt in understanding one of the most beautiful poetry forms – the sonnet. I don’t claim to have managed to do that fully, but I thought that sharing my own experience with others may be of help to some of you. For the same reason I would appreciate the … Continue reading

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