Sunday, December 16, 2012

Peycho Kanev- Two Poems

My way under the rocks

And the roses are red
and my terror is something that crawls away.

Maybe I read too many books,
maybe I didn’t read enough.

And some torn flower
is just dead love,
and some dead flower gives the seed
to a new love.

Probably I can use my razor not only for shaving,
probably the sun is about to set.

And the black panther in the Zoo is vicious,
and the black birds circle the wounded sky.
There are some signs about my suffering
that I can’t ignore,
that I can’t ignore!

Certainly my life is about to begin again,
certainly my life!

My death.


This room is on fire!

Everything is burning
in the flames of the sadness.
My hand which hold the glass
is burning,
the other one conducts this
beautiful symphony,
and my computer is burning
with the words on the screen
disappearing forever, lost.
The calendar on the wall with
all the burning days and nights,
turns into ashes:
the rug,
the sheets,
the table,
the cigarettes,

I open my eye and look out through
the window
and it is so beautiful
and all is burning -



- everywhere.
The trees and the squirrels are burning
in the flames;
the girls on the street
under the Stop sign-
burning bright and laughing:
my sadness, my sadness,
don’t spare anybody.
I want the whole world to burst into
to die screaming and hissing
until everything is dust and bones
and we will wait for the next

Peycho Kanev is the Editor-In-Chief of Kanev Books. His poetry collection Bone Silence was released in September 2010 by Desperanto. A new collection of his poetry, titled Requiem for One Night, will be published by SixteenFourteen in 2013.
His poems have appeared in more than 800 literary magazines, such as: Poetry Quarterly, Evergreen Review, Hawaii Review, Cordite Poetry Review, The Monarch Review, The Coachella Review, Two Thirds North, DMQ Review, The Cleveland Review, Mascara Literary Review and many others. Peycho Kanev has won several European awards for his poetry and he’s nominated for the Pushcart Award and Best of the Net.

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