This blog is dedicated to my original, authorial poesy, poetry in prose, musings, construals, and translations. My heart is aflame with passion for both dance and writing as channels for my creative self-expression. Both constitute a language of its kind and to my liking that metamorphizes, alchemizes and reveals the inner world. Here raises a soundless voice that yearns to be heard; here thumbs a wild heart in a dervishesque whirl. The I is poetry in motion, mine is a dance of words.
You won't wash away
my shame of wrath ‒
you will just blow up a flame.
You will just purify
my eroded bones;
though you kiss me all over,
you won't unite
what was cut off.
You won't bring back
what was vital in me;
nothing
will quench my thirst.
By spring I will come into flower,
by summer I will boil,
I will dissolve in the colors of fall,
in the twilight of winter I will be gone.
A Lost Soul © Ladanseuse
Transl. "Ztracená duše"
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