Five Poems by Francisc Edmund Balogh

 

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 10^th 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.