The first drops fall one hour before sunset. In the beginning, just a few. Then a hard downpour floods the deck. Every few seconds, electrical discharges cut deep irregular lines across the dark-crimson sky. Thunders follow immediately after the flashes, loud like cannon shots. […]
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The White Tide
It risesin spirals of grasstwice a day,usuallyat the same hours. The hoofed bellsfrom the mountainsshatter the night’s edge,sending the milk flowinto circular songs. When you look atthe rows of labeled boxes,remember the starswrapped in prayers,the dreamswrapped in moonlight,the cows,and the tide.
The Ape Inside Me
Autumn is drippingfrom the old treewhile I shakethe thick branches. Every dayI slidealong the trunkuntil my backpackis heavy with apples. When I eat them,the ape inside mesmilessatisfied. Somedaywe’re going to touchthe stars. Its sparkling eyespierce the future,planning new tripson paths of bark,higher and higher.
In the Footsteps of the Cyclopes
The sky is paleat sunset.The stone moonhaunts, mute,above the hills. I’m seeking,without hesitation,among white sands and shells,cold tracks,old tracks of cyclopes. Silent thoughtsbury themselvesin my hair,bare,strippedof dreams.
Zaskihi Warashi*
PerhapsI’m leaning too much into the wind,as if it were a carpetmeant to carry me over meadows. Perhaps you’re right,and it’s only my imaginationthat flickered that day at Ryōan-ji**,so long ago,when I thought a spirit from the gardenjoined me on the journeyto the other […]
BUTTERFLY’S DREAM 4
A path is made by those walking on it. Chuang Tzu (c. 369 — c. 286 BC) Part 1:Triangulum with Three Flashes of Lightning The thoughts of Alberto Shimada, the second lieutenant of Excelsior “If you could be someone else, who would you like […]
New Horizons
Words –printed,or filling a screen. Theyare onlybellsswayinghesitantlyin long callsthat shakethe clouds. Betterlift your gazeaway from this textand let your wingsspread highuntil they touch the sky. (c) Marian C. Ghilea, 2021-2022artwork by Marian C. Ghilea
Autumn Haiku 2
first rain of autumn –I feel like a butterfly,lost inside my dreams (from the book “Tides of Amber“, 2019) © Marian C. Ghilea, 2019artwork by Marian C. Ghilea, 2022
Neutral Ground
Dear citizen,we dwellon opposite shoreswashed bymismatched horizons. What you wantfrom the futureis going to burn downmy world. Yet,I’m a citizen,like you.I dream of lionsand sometimesspend long hourscounting stars. Maybeyou could comebefore nightfall.You can stand by meon this neutral ground. We shall waittogetherfor the starswhile […]
Night in Karlsruhe
Footsteps echoing,turning around,meltingunder stars. History,memories,heartbeats marking the secondsflowing into the night. Above, the same skyhidden by street lights,is guarding, unperturbed,the city washed bythe deep, invisibleriver of time. poem & photo: Marian C. Ghilea
BUTTERFLY’S DREAM 3
Prologue I cannot prevent myself from wondering about the new generations that shall sprout into this world millennia from now. What shall they think of us? Shall they see our accomplishments as simple and primitive? Shall they portray us as uneducated barbarians? Shall our […]
Autumn Haiku 1
rain clouds descending –singing louder near the pond,a few old crickets (from the book “Tides of Amber”, 2019) © Marian C. Ghilea, 2019artwork by Marian C. Ghilea, 2022
Double Mirror
Nightfall.Wind and snow.I’m freezingon empty streets. Wounded,my thoughts scatter,turning corners,shards of ice and glass,memoriesfadinginto nothingness. Moonlight.I’m breathinga city full of ghosts,crumbling songsalready vanished,already long gone. A final deep breath.Soon,I shall sleep,I shall turn intoa ghost full of cities. (c) Marian © Marian C. Ghilea, […]
Shadow – 影 – Umbră
Shadow I standin the middle,moonlight streamingover the glade. Nightbirdscarry my gazein slow flightabove branches. Whenthe Moon sets,I shall be gone,too,shadowamong shadowsembraced bydarkness. 影 立つ真ん中に月の光が垣根を照らしている 夜行性の鳥私の視線を運び枝の上をゆっくりと飛んで 月が沈むと私は消えてしまう影の中の影闇に抱かれて Kage (Japanese transliteration to romaji) Tatsumannaka ni.Tsuki no hikari gakakine o terashite iru. Yakōsei no toriwatashi no shisen wo […]
