Ici, là, nulle part / suite – extraits
as Published in La Page Blanche Six Poèmes extraits du recueil “Ici, là, nulle part” de Valery Oisteanu(traductions de G&J) Air asphyxiant Anti-poème Une poétique anarchie jaillit des cheminéesLa gravité
Category: Poetry
Itaca, Anul XI Nr. 42
Dublin, IrelandApril-June, 2023 Sunflowers of Bucha The sun is bursting with gunfire across the UkraineLooking at Stash’s photos fro the front lineHuge yellow flowers blossom on abandoned tanksGrowing over and
The Dark Sun of War
The rain falls over the ruins of BahmutTanks, with Z painted on them, burn in the fieldsSilence is a luxury during these battlesWhere every artillery shell equals a casualtyYesterday’s hardened
The Cafe Review
Volume 33, Summer 2022 The Peace Enigma of Stillness Herds of trees stumble out in the distanceWailing in a low undertoneSome falling towards the skyBurning with the speed of an
Lost & Found
A chandelier of clouds twists over the mountainsSignaling the launch of the morningBut that will not end my dreamsWhich refuse to stop the apocalyptic nightmareThe invisible reality lies undetected by
Itaca Online Romanian Diaspora
English Corner The Peace Enigma of Stillness Herds of trees stumble out in the distanceWailing in a low undertoneSome falling towards the skyBurning with the speed of an invasionHow hard
Rent My Shadow
published in current online issue of tribes.org. Once I had a liquid shadow, kept it in a jarBut I know it hid in a black box at night And in the
2 Poems in North Gates Magazine
Rent My Shadow Once I had a liquid shaw, kept it in a jarBut I know it hid in a black box at nightAnd in the morning stained my curtains
The Endgame
French TranslationTranslation by Gilles&John Le Jeu Final Quand il n’y a pas assez de temps pour rêverQuand la toute dernière note est jouéeQuand les musiciens ont quitté la fêteQuand les
Speechless Poetry for the People
Wandering downtown, apocalypticallyAlong the river, bikers swish consecutivelyLonely insanity, beacons so sweet, so saltyFrom a savage shore with Vivaldi on my lipsMy eyelashes blink at the bottom of the riverTraveling