“To Die with Eyes Wide Open”, fine art photo by ADEL GORGY, Long Island, N.Y. Poem by STANLEY H. BARKAN, N.Y.

Link: http://www.adelgorgy.com/

(Copyright Adel Gorgy)

 

 

 

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 TO DIE WITH EYES WIDE OPEN  

 

Out of the depths

(inside the pyramids)

eyes piercing

the supernal dark,

the enigma

of existence—

the last place—

captured here

in a face,

a portrait—

a portal into

the endless

mystery

where we have

come from,

where we are

going,

why we are

here.

—STANLEY H. BARKAN

(22 January 2011)

“Moonnight in Zakarpatje” quadro di MARA OZOLA, Latvia. Poesia di AERONWY THOMAS, UK

(copyright Mara Ozola)

 

Link: http://www.artbreak.com/MaraOzola

MOON Why not the sun Warm, vibrant And longed for Through the Winter months The barren time With the longer days The warmer sun Encouraging Blossoms And romance. Why the moon Silver cold in the nightly air For protestations of love Boat trips On a glacial sea Flickering strands of light Reflected Lighting ripples On the shore And the face of lovers Eerie and more beautiful Than by day The keen air Warmed by smiles And kisses Not sun As they fall into Each other’s arms Quoting poetry Under the moon. AERONWY  THOMAS

LUNA Perché non il sole Caldo, vibrante E desiderato Attraverso i mesi invernali Il tempo arido Con i giorni più lunghi Il sole più caldo Che incoraggia Fioriture Ed idilli. Perchè la luna Fredda come l’argento nell’aria notturna Per dichiarazioni d’amore Gite in barca Su un mare glaciale Scintillanti fili di luce Riverberi di Luminose increspature Sulla spiaggia Ed i visi degli innamorati Misteriosi e più belli Che di giorno L’aria pungente Riscaldata dai sorrisi E dai baci Non il sole Mentre cadono Uno nelle braccia dell’altra Rievocando poesie Sotto la luna. Translated by: Lidia Chiarelli

“Translucencies in blue” fine art photo di ADEL GORGY, Long Island, N.Y. “Colors of Shadow” poesia di LIDIA CHIARELLI, Italia

(copyright ADEL GORGY)

 Link: http://www.adelgorgy.com/

COLORS OF SHADOW

Luci, ombre

modulano

liquide trasparenze

in una danza lenta:

gocce di mare

adagiate

su schegge di ghiaccio

e

preziosi fiori di smeraldo

accesi da bagliori di fuoco.

Un turbinio di colori

che si accendono e spengono

nel silenzio

del giorno che passa.

Lidia Chiarelli

“Mentor” digital art by SIPO LIIMATAINEN, Finland. “The Sorcerer” poem by AERONWY THOMAS, UK

(copyright of the artist)

 Link:  http://www.sipoart.com/en/products.php?g1=e76b54

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THE SORCERER

 

He                               He                               He

walks                          runs                             eyes me

nonchalantly               to                                up and down

my way                       the next                      unexpectledly

picks off                     one                              inflicts

someone                     on                               vanishing trick

on my right                 the list                        

wham                          mustn’t                       and job done

bam                             waste                          ticks off

he’s gone                    time                            my name

crunch                         those                            before

scrunch                       who know                  jogging

then whirls                  wait                            off – on

towards me                 their turn                      again

twirling his                 he turns                        now you’re here

magic stick                 like a top                      now you’re not.

turns away –                throws stardust

to smite                       to dazzle

another day.               comes to a stop.                     AERONWY  THOMAS