ANCA
MIHAELA BRUMA
THE AUTUMN OF OUR
SPRING
My autumnal words
fell on the sidewalk of Love!
You looked like
Autumn… I behaved like Spring…
I found you when I
had lost you
In this autumn… of
our spring.
I re-arranged my
rustic colors
so Love might gain
a new anthem
with fluid steps
and no numb regrets,
forgotten overdue
epiphanies,
lost stolen
rainbows
and red echoes
with tangerine taste.
In this autumn of
our spring
with its golden
trail and acoustic wings
the season paints
its words as a grand finale
while your leaves
whisper secrets to the World
and a puff of wind
lingers our photographic memories
as journals left
and long forgotten on the path’s end.
A stolen cry, a
remembered loss of innocence,
as my desires hung
on Sun’s shoulder,
I see a repainted
canvas of us
with cycled
memories on the hills’ canopy.
How sensual this
autumn is!
Spiraling its
space… tumbling its distance,
prolonged myself
by flaming orange leaves.
During this autumn
of our spring
my World turned
into a September embrace,
October tinted
your presence
With blossoming
hues of green-orange undertones.
A dreamy dream… an
autumnal fugue,
during lost Summer
epopee,
and I breathed…
with November pulse.
My soul’s crimson
is ambered and rubied
And I feel…
autumned…
I left my cinnamon
spice to learn more about your beauty
the citrine embers
of your eyes under the raindrops,
watched the cosmic
dance on your skin, a whisper in time,
my temple of words
still carry a forgotten white procession.
And love again…
and again… dawns upon my future self
with rain scented
winds, thrumming my life in your heart…
Words still scream
the nuances of your disappearances
sailing across my
punctuated flight…
Of so much
yearning… I have sharpened more wings…
In this autumn of
our spring, I will stumble no more
A stolen cry… a
remembered loss of innocence,
and I have learnt
how to die… by living!...
MEYOU
How do I love
you?...
With all your
astronomies and eternities
with all your
uncharted geographies,
and left unstudied
philosophies!
With your
different constellations,
supernova desires
and gravitational
collapses
inside your
luminosity,
outside your
debris...
This is the
Astronomy of Love!
This is the
Astronomy of Life!
This is MeYou!...
L'INFINITUDINE
DELL’AMORE
Scrito da Anca
Mihaela Bruma
Equinozi
abbracciati
sulle labbra di
una primavera,
respiri resi
visibili
dal potere del
Chi,
sentimenti
meridiani ,
nessun polo nord
alle altre
estremità...
Misteri del
solstizio,
miscela boreale
e fantasia di
infusi,
volteggiamo con i
piedi dei Druidi
e cantiamo il
canto delle nostre orme.
Durante tutti i
nostri 27 anni glaciali
mi sono
inginocchiata
davanti ad ogni
inverno,
tutte le stagioni
monocrome
sono state messe
insieme
e velato ogni
cielo di mezzanotte
con mani
Mercuriane
e sogni Venusiani,
tracciato il tuo
sorriso
tra Nettuno e
Giove
con migliaia di
saluti
e milioni di
benvenuti addii!
Durante tutte le
nostre 16 Eternità insieme,
l’ AMORE ha
continuato a crescere
in maniera
esponenziale,
con realtà
divergenti in ologrammi poetici
concependo l'
infinitudine dell Infinito !
Tradutto da
Jagotka Tomovska
AN ASTRO LOVE
I drift each past
midnight
with exhilarated
albatrosses
and no flights
narrowed
within a wing…
or autumn
snowfalls
with frigid
dreams.
Each midnight
bled dreamlessly
about a hypotenuse
or maybe a
triangular love.
Each orbiting
memory
reminds me of our
Hearts
Astronomy…
This supernova
Love,
still sings blues
in C minor,
waltzes with
eurythmic movements
getting inside my
Milky Way skin
as your love
electrons intonate
my soul’s nucleus,
keep telling me:
“Dearest, there
are no cosmic minutes,
as we both own the
Sky!”
Such an Astro
Love,
crossing
moonbeams,
with forgotten
kisses on asteroid belts,
as you watch me
with your nebula eyes...
always expanded...
always mystified!
THE GEOMETRY OF LOVE
Love squared by
Love
rounding each
edge,
geometrizing each
ends
equalizing its
alphabets,
circling its
triangles.
Infinitesimally
surrounding
transitory planes
and lanes
within our
pyramidal silences,
giving new lines
and directions,
intersections of
re-constructions
compasses and
conjunctures
within rebellious
Mathematics
Endless rounded
prismatic longings
leaving behind the
theory of angles
rising
trigonometry of the hearts
forgetting about
scientific breaths
inside seven
circles oscillating harmonies
Love squared by
Love
converting the
Word into ART
orbiting among
infinite number of points
till can be found
just a line between me and you
galactically
entangled, universally connected
with simplified
distraction, amplified seduction
sometimes
equivalent, sometimes equidistant
and the sum of the
cosmic Algebra in two hearts.
Love squared by
Love
in perpendicular
stars and parallel moons
crossing the lines
in algorithmic dances
and waves of
psychedelic sensations,
kabbalistic
stardust hologram inceptions
rhythmic
complexities and elastic canvas.
Neither perimeters
nor cross-sections,
neither postulates
nor heart formula
when I am blue and
you are green,
answers not to be
based on x-y-z coordinates
or figure-ing out
to be even
but ever-being
presently present!
Love squared by
Love
applied symmetries
at Platonic shapes,
an amalgamation of
binaries and analogues
sometimes with no
common denominators,
no obtuse views
but endless Mandelbrotian spirals
where human is
able to accept a simple deviation.
Love squared by
Love
embracing your
concavity into my convex world,
summing up the
trigonometry of our cosmic hearts
As LOVE tangles
between two dots…
Love!
Not a mundane
Geometry!
ANCA MIHAELA BRUMA
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