pointlessness

my pen slumbers on the notebook, my shoelaces snooze, my windows yawn excruciatingly, even the sparrows are bored with the staccato of the incessant drizzle – clouds mocking the soil, diluting it patiently and turning it into a thinner (by the day) raw material for god’s workshop. my gaze, wrinkled because of the constant damp, … Continue reading

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raindrops

    © Liliana Negoi  

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drizzle

sweet lightning dripping through the cracks of heaven guards the downward path of rain – clouds bleed cold essence this time of the year, and the skin of thoughts shivers, smiling. rain falls, digging randomly for ant eggs and yarrow leaves and for orphan bushes under the Fibonacci pine spirals. night blossoms tender and humid … Continue reading

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silence

© Liliana Negoi

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