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
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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 […]
Summer Haiku 4
clouds above the seafading into heavy rain –wet calligraphy (from the book “Tides of Amber”, 2019) © Marian C. Ghilea, 2019artwork by Marian C. Ghilea, 2022
Stardust
Dreams in the Childhood’s Autumn Light I still vividly remember the magical nights of my childhood, those nights when the stars rested from their circumpolar motion among the birch trees from the northern hill. Their ghostly glow, lights from an unknown city spread above […]
Change
The spring,sea of branches,spreads glimmers of fireamong future leaves. It’s getting late.Velvet veilsof twilightpour over peaks. I draw my sword.The blade stabs the airand lets new dreamscut my shrowds. It’s time for a change,immortalityis waitingbeyond the clouds. Wooden dropsand liquid twigsminglein silent dancing. Dreams […]
BUTTERFLY’S DREAM 2
The pleasant rays of the autumnal Sun are sieving in through a circular window from above. They look like drops from a delicate celestial waterfall, filling the room with golden light. Prints of buildings, landscapes, or portraits, all placed neatly in thin frames, cover […]
Silent Twilight
My dreams,rivers of ice,carry me,tireless,along moon shadows. They pull me outof night and day,and I wake upin silent twilight. It’s quietas in timesbefore Creation,before you and mebecame together. I fill my lungswith the nascent dawnmy breath,your breath,whispering prayersfor a new,peacefulsunrise. text & artwork by […]
To a Dragon (Butterfly’s Dream)
White dragon, you inspire me to write.I love the way you soar, fly, and explore;When entering my weary thoughts at night,You make me dream about that splendid shore. I wanted to compare you to a distant thunder,But you are more mysterious, reserved, and strange.Mist […]
