LUCYNA
SIEMIŃSKA
REMEMBER
to pray for me
he said quietly and he came out
quietly
leaving the door opened wide behind
him
and her
suddenly growing sad
on a doorstep
she did not understand
why he chose that tree in the wood
and why he would not carve a puppet
clown for her
A SYNDROME OF ENSLAVEMENT
a plane from Leeds that one at
17.25
once more arrived without you
with the only empty seat at the
window
near the left wing
between sky and earth
your ticket dissolved into thin
clouds
just as hope for the happy end
begged for a handful of copper
coins
on a swing once up once down and a
turnover
the most important is not to fall
out of the orbit
not to go off as a supernova
and then not to change to an
eternal dwarf star
your flights are of different
dimension
marked a white dose line
from here back to here
PRIVATE LESSONS
live
teaches us saving
so splendid
being all tight up
with a special care
about the ends
as not to knot
not to scramble
not to blab
to tie activity
with interaction
in silence
ISOLATION
I am building a wall
a high one
a wall of bricks
with no windows and no doors
even if you knock
I will not hear your knocking
if you call me
I will not answer
everything I want now
is a piece of blue sky
maybe just today
and maybe without you
UNDER THE SKY NOT ALWAYS SUNNY
keep falling rain keep falling
on my head on my shoulders
I do not care about the woolen
headscarf
I do not care about tears diluted
softened watered down
let them flow with you rain
flow down my face and shivery lips
whispering
flow down an adjuration for
fulfilment and not fulfilment
keep falling rain keep falling
keep falling
LUCYNA SIEMIŃSKA
LUCYNA SIEMIŃSKA born on the 6th of October 1962 in Bydgoszcz, Poland. A
laureate of several poetic competitions and a member of Polish Authors
Association and Gdansk Poets Society. She
published in several polish journals, also in numerous almanacs and
anthologies. On the Internet she manages a blog with her own works. She is an
author of eight poem books and a short stories collection.
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