Home Informatii Utile Membrii Publicitate Business Online
Abonamente

Despre noi / Contacte

Evenimente Culturale

 

Rom�nii de pretutindeni
Puncte de vedere
Pagina crestinã
Note de carierã
Condeie din diasporã
Poezia
Aniversari si Personalitati
Interviuri
Lumea nouã
Eternal Pearls - Perle Eterne
Istoria noastrã
Traditii
Limba noastrã
Lumea în care trãim
Pagini despre stiintã si tehnicã
Gânduri pentru România
Canada Press
Stiri primite din tara
Scrisorile cititorilor
Articole Arhiv� 2024
Articole Arhiv� 2023
Articole Arhiv� 2022
Articole Arhiv� 2021
Articole Arhiv� 2020
Articole Arhiv� 2019
Articole Arhiv� 2018
Articole Arhiv� 2017
Articole Arhiv� 2016
Articole Arhiv� 2015
Articole Arhiv� 2014
Articole Arhiv� 2013
Articole Arhiv� 2012
Articole Arhiv� 2011
Articole Arhiv� 2010
Articole Arhiv� 2009
Articole Arhiv� 2008
Articole Arhiv� 2007
Articole Arhiv� 2006
Articole Arhiv� 2005
Articole Arhiv� 2004
Articole Arhiv� 2003
Articole Arhiv� 2002


Poems

Ripened Life Goes On

It only gets worse
Water gets saltier
Noises grow bigger and louder
Breathing, heavier and faster
Understanding, less and less clear
Foreign accents more Arabic, more Asian
I remember the time when I used to loose my mind
Without a care or control
I remember free feelings without guilt or fear
When politics did not affect me so internally
When every woman had a smell and a taste
I am concluding that nature is not natural anymore
The white teeth have turned yellow
The skin not so elastic, not so smooth
The smile not so wide
Sex not so exciting
Death stares at me from the open casket
Of my cousin in law, Mihai
His wife faints and death waves at me
From the back of the Romanian chapel
My mother is hit by a car in Bucharest
I imagine her tiny body
flying through the air
“All’s well that ends well”
Writes my philosopher
brother
I ask myself: What end?
What’s well?
”Icarus”, Constanțiu Mara

Sari Dienes, our sad weather queen!

The ghost of Sari Dienes
Wrapped in bones of assemblage
Covered in remains of her collage
Light and white, wrapped together
Floating fiercely down the Hudson
Sari Dienes! Oh! Sari Dienes
How did you ever survive Irene?
Just barely, your poor soul ravaged
Contravene with a prayer machine
The hurricane that gave us a taste of hell
27 works lost, a lifetime washed away
Where are you Sari Dienes?
Winds blowing tourmaline
Walls crumbling like gelatin
Rain falling onto the ravine
Wind whistled through your prints
Trapped under debris and parts unseen
A sheetrock slab saved some lithographs
A wooden stick impaled your drawing
Dada is bleeding blue blood
Sky is bleeding raging waters
Gods of dream drowned unforeseen
Assemblage lost in a garage
Woman-artist of the future
Spirit rising from the subterrene
Sari Dienes, Oh! Sari Dienes
How did you survive


Poems by Valery Oișteanu (SUA)





by Valery Oișteanu    3/27/2024


Contact:







 
Informatii Utile despre Canada si emigrare.
Inregistrati-va ca sa puteti beneficia de noile servicii oferite Online.
Business-ul dvs. poate fi postat Online la Observatorul!
Anunturi! Anunturi! Anunturi! la Publicitate Online

 

Home / Articles  |   Despre noi / Contacte  |   Romanian Business  |   Evenimente  |   Publicitate  |   Informatii Utile  |  

created by Iulia Stoian