Three Poems by Mihaela Melnic

 

A Glance From Afar

I'm enraptured by those seated
on top of a diamonded world
with a nimbus of Mars around
their heads
deftly maneuvering the threads
with Lokean skills
- dear Lords of deceit -
but you know
they are neither saints nor gods.

Is it a farce meant to thrill or bewitch?
I just emerged from my chrysalis stage
and I lithely float in the air.

If I allowed to be wooed and pierced in my wing
would it be a love sting?
Would my ichor implore for some more?

Would my diaphanous thoughts become blurred?
Would the venom survive in my cells
for too long?

Utterance with omission
is so fashionable
nowadays
but undoubtedly charming
if seen from afar.

               

Like Death In Old Age

The thought of you slips over me
like rain over rocks
like water from bottle to glass

impassive and sinuous
naturally, like death in old age

My heart knows no more the wild beat
when shades of your existence
cross my mind today

although something still gnaws
at the memories door

nothing consumed though
except a candle's wax

                  

Seven Veils

Your words are engaged in the dance
of the seven veils
on the tip of your tongue

No wonder that
my mouth takes a baffled shape
and I end up humming
whimsical hymns
as I slip down the stream of
Kubla Khan
half aware of every pose of my body
with my senses not yet fully numbed
like a druggie
as my garland limbs gird your neck
depriving you of will
and flowers open up their voluptuous petals in the sun

It only takes one ray, one word
wisely placed like a bet
to produce the unfathomable
unique disclosure
of all senses

Mihaela Melnic lives and writes in Rome, Italy, where her prose and poetry evolve and take different shapes with every new life experience.

Her recent work has appeared or are forthcoming in various venues, including Dissident Voice, Transcendent Zero Press and Alien Buddha Press. Her latest work is the book "Evermore" written in co-authorship and released in September 2021 through 17Numa Press.