by Steve Troyanovich
forever blue
Tu nao estas comigo em momentos escassos:
No pensamento meu, amor, tu vives nua
--- Toda nua, pudica e bela, nos meus bracos.
--- Manuel Bandeira
stillness dreams
in falling snow
nostalgic echoes touch
the tender discovery
of your remembered nearness…
i vanish somewhere
between the mingling frost
lost voices of fairy tales
and a lonely blue dream---
to forever hold
and be held
by you…
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Correctional educator. Freelance journalist and editor. Work recently appeared in Fog & Woodsmoke (Lost Hills Books, 2011). He was also represented in From the Other World: Poems in Memory of James Wright (Lost Hills Books, 2008). His poetry has appeared in many diverse publications and anthologies including: Arabesques Review, Poetry Salzburg Review, Quarry, Abraxas, Sarasvati, The Dawntreader, Inclement Weather, Weirdbook, Treaders of Starlight, Broken Streets, Amanda Blue, Blue Unicorn, Stone Country, The Wormwood Review, Mundus Artium and the Goose River Anthology series. Co-editor of the fantasy poetry collection: Omniumgathum. Author: Dream Dealers and Other Shadows. Has translated from the work of the French-Canadian poet, Fernand Ouellette. Presently engaged in translating from the poetical works of the Argentine poet, Rodolfo Alonso.
Last updated May 12, 2011