by Marcin Malek
Did you ever wonder
what happens
when wayward moth
passes from here
In to a fiery orb?
Maybe
the whole Universe
Is taking the pause
and nothing applies
between now and then
aside of a transparent farewell
- In fact
The only
and the last role
is to uphold
what has no name
in order to make ourselves
once more
invisible to the rest
MM.
14/12/2016
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Marcin Malek (born February 24, 1975) in Warsaw, Poland) is a Polish/Irish poet, writer, playwright, journalist, photographer. Published in: „Fronda”, „Tygiel Kultury”, „Akcent”, „Nowe Państwo”, „Stosunki Międzynarodowe”, „Opcja na prawo”, Leinster Express, Winner of the annual award of "Poetry&Paratheatre" journal (category: poem of the Year) for year 2012, (work: „Bieg – Czyli list do współczesnych”/"Run - a letter to the present"). Since 2006 lives in Ireland.
Last updated February 15, 2017