Wednesday pondering – on endings and beginnings

It so happens that today is the 31st of December. Yeah, the last day of 2014 falls in a Wednesday, and as I saw it this morning, a voice inside me (yes, I hear voices inside me – calm down, I don’t listen to all of them :D) told me to make an attempt at … Continue reading

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haiku

mistletoe-decked hearth – a widow, over again, stirring the embers   © 2014 Liliana Negoi

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haiku

swift, a butterfly – in the corner of my eye a shadow fading © 2014 Liliana Negoi

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My writing process :)

A while ago (OK, a LONG while ago, to be more precise about half a year, on the 30th of July this year) I was nominated by Sorin Suciu to carry on a “blogging torch“. I said “yes” at that time, I prepared my answers, and then, due to some personal issues (such a good … Continue reading

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the apparent flow of things

the apparent flow of things is only the passing through the mirror without touching the silver on its back. between us there’s so much emptiness, and we wonder, as if that would be the ultimate test to resolve. sometimes though our ears shelter a cryogenic hissing of violins looking for a higher sense of pain … Continue reading

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haiku

on the wooden bridge – snowflakes like cherry petals swirling and swirling © 2014 Liliana Negoi

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in your voice

if i were to pray to a god his church would be built in your voice and would need no icons.   i would kneel in front of the syllables caressing your vocal chords and i would close my eyes, imagining that your whispers were the flames in which once burnt a bush and your … Continue reading

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A rhyme – sonnet

I need a rhyme, a goddamn word to match The tender desert of my inner world, A syllable my itchy mind to scratch And stretch a bit my wry persona curled Around its tail, in ouroboric pose. I need the perfect shade of red to zest The utter grayness of a life that goes In … Continue reading

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sands

from my honeycombs flows wild the late hour tenderly redolent – neons flickering with doubt search for my shadow among cheap cloths and glasses with imported wine reminding me of Cairo and of the tile-coloured ruins where our words had acid echoes. do you remember? back then we had velvet veins and bitter gazes, we … Continue reading

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among seconds

seconds lurch amidst my legs like a puppy whose eyes barely opened, blinded by the madness flowing from my footsteps, from my movements, giddy with the living scent of the earth rummaged by rainworms. seconds lurch, cling to the fringe of my coat with imploring whimpers, stick to the ankles of my thought like some … Continue reading

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