THE GIRL ( IN MEMORIAL OF MY WOLF)

Spiritual mating! 

I felt you so close 

I was so open 

so given 

Lightening love 

against all my life's burning Eros 

A black girl with hazel eyes 

and long dark ebonish brown hair 

Fed by my breasts milk 

feeding your needs 

Rising to the stars 

your pledge for togetherness 

your worshiping to a goddess 

of Joy 

of Peace and 

of Affection 

What an amazing Vision!

SUMMARY II

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Gone even this hope.
From here on,
to where I desire,
I will go alone.

Why should I look for you,
you didn't ask .
Life tought to me this
is big mistake.

And all this, I have built,
and stay there
right behind  me will
be my backup.

Eventually the truth
is not what's 
happening, but what
is left to you.

IN PLATO'S CAVE

Even if these years
blindly studying geometry
of ignorant soul

the life's mysteries
through a laboratory tube
I tried to know.

Even if I thought
happiness I 'll find, staying
in life's shadow.

Only when you  have 
blinded me, Sun of Eros,
Knowledge I saw.

Even if bitter
death's hemlock I had to taste,
I 'll glow like torch.

SELF-CONSUMPTION

SELF-CONSUMPTION

I am a difficult case.
I can not hate.
No one.
I can not take revenge.
Because I do not see
what the enemy is doing against me
but what made him do it.
There is always a good explanation
why people hurt each other.
I don't want to hurt no one
even if I'm hurt by him.
I try to be fair to everyone else
except to myself.
So who's going to defend me?
I am not virtuous at all!
In fact my greater sin 
is that I do not protect myself
from dying, from suffocation
in this refuse dump of human kind
wherein I'm living.
I'm the creating power, 
in slavery though.
Time to get rid of my inhibitions,
no more time to waste.
Time to break through the walls 
of my imprisoning "protectors".

EVE

Keith Howard, "Angry Eve" oil painting on canvas 24" x 96" (detail)

Look at me

Look at me closely
I am an ordinary woman
A working woman
A creative woman
I am a mother
a friend
a lover

TWIN TOWER 9/11

9/11 - a painting by Irena Sliwinski

Mourn for

men

killed

burnt

just

to

spread

cold

fear's glance!

AIR-TERRORISM 9/11

painting: Graydon Parrish

What did

that 

changed

then?

Just

some

more

tears

are shed...

THE KRONOS'S LOOTING

I don't know if I can delete you anymore
Usually the unfulfilled is the poison the most bitter. 
They say time is a good doctor. 
I say time is death. 
I mentioned my hair are already grey. 
I guess I won't paint them again. 
Just to keep remembering that I' m getting old. 
Even if I never felt that I have lived, 
I won't humiliate myself trying to live from the start again. 

It is not unusual Kronos to have eaten one more of his children...
( God Kronos = Time was the father of Zeus and the husband of Rea= nature,he was eating all his newborn children to continue to rule according ancient greek mythology. This myth has a deep philosophical meaning though. Through my poem I try to touch an aspect of it)

THE POET'S JOY

I live in two parallel but incompatible worlds. 
The world of WANT and the world of OWE. 
You exist in my naive wants, 
and no matter what the OWE promises me,
I always find refuge to WANT to survive.
Always on the edge , even if I bleed.
Suffering is an interior characteristic of every delicate soul. 
Life gave me a lot and I was accepted it as blessing. 
Some of it created in me my poetry 
but at the same time tortured me so. 
Never mind. 
I have enough to declare happy. 
Pain was always a great professor for me.
Joy is like a skin that protects my internal self.
I emit so much fire of joy
attracting other souls near me 
like beautiful dragonflies
just for that reason...

THE ONLY FREE WILL IN LOVE

I live  as long as I live
for you, my soulmate!
If you had the vital strength,
I would not be unwilling
to live with you
one more life.
Lovers only free will 
is in front of their death.
From the Water of Styx
I let you drink.
I've known you love me.
I love you from now on in silence.
Your absence is killing me.
Hunger for you is giving me aches 
and causing me sickness.
Do not cry, a wolf
will come to comfort me,
He needs me,
I give him water to drink.
There is so much in excess,
since you do not quench your thirst in me anymore.
I am not the one who serves him.
He comes and grabs everything alone.
Brutal relief.
A carnivorous creature,
just to help me survive,
a so long awaiting!
Since my loneliness
murdering and unspoken
keeps hoping about you
and fate
refuses to see ...