Invoking
The night crawled into my bed,
she moved right beside me
with her cat body,
we sat wordlessly for minutes,
while she gazed at the stars,
at the moon.
With melancholy in her eyes
feeling homesick,
she opened her long wavy dark hair
that blown by the wind turned into
a merciless deep, wide river.
Desperate, I was calling her random
names
from the other side, from the river
bank,
until your name came across my mind,
and I just couldn't stop saying it
like in a ritual of invocation.
Your tower
You laid another brick
to the tower of seagull cries,
that you were building inside of
your silence,
words were like pearls hidden beneath waters ,
love felt a lonely moonscape of a
lonely sea,
your steps were defining time,
seconds,
the traces of your bare feet on the
sand
were defining the edges of this
world,
the darkness of the night
was yet quiet
like an enormous water mammal
waiting to rise to the surface
amidst astonishment.
Flowers of twilight
The years gone by
erected a wall around us
tainted by the smell of flowers of mildew
like in a forgotten chamber of
paradise.
We stood in front of each other
all this time
like candles-an image of frayed light
slowly moulding
into the immensity of darkness...
That kiss of yours
that night, was a rose
lost in the ocean
driven by the waves
toward the nowhere
of the unknown.
It is snowing
It is snowing tonight
through the sieve of the quiet
with the warm ash
of your smouldering poems.
It is snowing
over the path of our love,
tired by the desire for eternity.
It is snowing
beneath the night’s placenta.
Late thrills
I haven't written
to you
since the verses
rise up at night
in the dance of
the wicked
forest fairies,
the moon sneaks
stealthily
from twilight
to dawn,
the chairs
crack
under
my silence,
late thrills.
Francisc Edmund Balogh is a Romanian poet, writer and musician currently residing in the UK. In his country of origin, he was published in various anthologies, literary e-magazines and magazines. He also received various prizes at different mostly national and couple international literary competitions. The most important prize he received was 1st place at L'Olimpiade Mondiaux de Poesie” 2020-2021 edition, organized by the World Poets Association and The best foreign author prize at Single poem category at the 10th edition, 2022, of I COLORI DELL’ANIMA organized by the Mondo Flutuante Association, Italy.
Some of Francisc’s poems were translated and published in 2020 in Germany in the „ Vort Vergessen” anthology and some on the French litterary blog „ Lettres Capitales”. Francisc also writes in English. Francisc published in India on the Litterateur Rw literary blog, OPA and Cultural Reverence. In the UK, Francisc’s poetry appeared mostly in anthologies like: “Faith”, “Poetry for Ukraine”, “ Poetry celebrating the life of Queen Elisabeth the II “ (anthologies published by The Poet Magazine). Francisc was also published in the anthology “Roads to Serendipity”, by Lothlorien Poetry Journal. Francisc’s works were published in the US as well, in Spillwords and OpenDoor magazines.
The last but not the least is Francisc’s participation in the World Poetry Tree anthology edited, published in Dubai, anthology which includes over 400 contemporary poets from 105 countries . The anthology was presented at World Expo Dubai 2020. Also Francisc translated from English to Romanian, poems of internationaly established poets, Manolis Aligizakis from Canada and Pavol Janik from Slovakia.
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