A Collection of Poems

The Musses know no fear of the cruel Love;  rather do their hearts befriend him greatly  and their footsteps follow him close. 

I let the fish spawn in me And the seaweed heal me. I let the wind inhale me while weevils destroy a flower.

Tan tin tin tan — the celesta hammers away. Here I turn off the light, and darkness drinks me in. I lie like one immured but still permitted...

Oh heather, oh blossom, such a bleak, bleak autumn.

Are you leaving for the countryside, my dear friend! What gift can I offer you upon your departure…? Only a sad and tender farewell Is all m...

Slowly, you were becoming indistinguishable from it all. it only took a glimpse for it to paralyse you i would have guessed you froze time a...

Тhe rosary of my human days          Is coming unstrung, has come unstrung.        Slipping unstoppable      Through my weary fingers,      ...

I know, I know, It threatens the common gestures of human bonding The handshake, The hug

When you step forth as yourself, in full armour, with each step making the caverns of the subconscious collapse, and all wisdom shrinks back...

Our happiness is given by God alone, And by strong arms and fingers is not won;  When heaven refuses thee fair fortune’s smile  Thy bravest ...