After the typhoon

I entered the garden naked

All day picking up tomatoes

Vrzani

 Vrzani za drvoto na kopnezot milion i nesto godini stoime ispraveni...a sega eden do drug kako za prv pat, kako stranci...

Nemav vozduh dovolno za vozdiv i pogled vo tvoeto more vo koe se nauchiv da plivam koga zaboraviv deka postojam. Na milimetri podaleku od moeto ludilo stois ti so izgubena memorija i izvalkani sonishta. Doaga nekoja druga" jas "da me zameni vo tie momenti na poraz pred realnosta, i glumi ludilo, glumi polosho od koga i da e deka i mene me nema. Begam jas, vistinskata jas, begam vo posigurni hodnici so izlez na more i svez vozduh. Tamu sme nie pak cisti i tivki, kakvi sto bevme koga dojodovme za prv pat na ovaa scena. Te dopiram so vozdishka i se vpivam vo tvoeto telo. Blizu sme do moreto vo koe prestanavme da postoime za svetot a pochnavme da postoime vo sebe i za nas. Tolku mnogu raboti imam da ti kazam...pominati stoletija bez tebe...so eden pogled te zalazuvam i pak begam nazad vo dupkite na realnosta.Tuka stoime jas i ti kako stranci.., kako dvajca koi nemaat mnogu da si kazat. Jas predavnik na sebe si, ti izpraznet bunar vo moreto od nasheto minato. Tamu sum i jas vo taa praznina pochivam, no nemam hrabrost da ti kazam, nemam hrabrost da priznaam. Ke se napolni bunarot eden den so nashata praznina i ke isplivam jas na tvojata povrshina.Ke bide toa poskoro odkolku sto ochekuvash. Pochekaj... 

the invisible

Sculpting the invisible 

a street artist disappeared before

I drop my coins in his hat.

some Rumi (again)

THE AWAKENING

In the early dawn of happiness
you gave me three kisses
so that I would wake up
to this moment of love

I tried to remember in my heart
what I’d dreamt about
during the night
before I became aware 
of this moving 
of life

I found my dreams 
but the moon took me away
It lifted me up to the firmament
and suspended me there
I saw how my heart had fallen
on your path
singing a song

Between my love and my heart
things were happening which
slowly slowly 
made me recall everything

You amuse me with your touch
although I can’t see your hands.
You have kissed me with tenderness
although I haven’t seen your lips
You are hidden from me.

But it is you who keeps me alive

Perhaps the time will come
when you will tire of kisses
I shall be happy 
even for insults from you
I only ask that you 
keep some attention on me.