Just a little update on my little collection of poetry. You can now buy it on Amazon. Thank you for your support!
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Today I have a very special announcement to make. I am really excited to say that my first collection of poetry has just been published and and within a couple of days will also be available on amazon!
‘Things we don’t discuss’ includes 22 previously unpublished poems as well as selected pieces known to some of my guests here.
I am not very good at advertising, but if you are interested in buying this humble collection, just click the image in this post. I will also post a link to amazon as soon as possible.
Thank you all for your visits and inspiration I get from you and your works: poems, photos, drawings, thought provoking articles. You encouraged me to do this step.
No kind of… Maciej.
I am sure many of you have met Melanie. I’ve spent so much time with her collection of poetry and even though it wasn’t an easy task, I finally managed to review the book that has been with me for quite some time now. Please support this incredibly talented poet.
‘Spectrum’ might be Melanie Thomason’s first collection of poetry, but it does not make her a debutant, definitely not for those who have come across her web page. It is not an easy task to talk about these poems, not only because some of them orbit around emotions we would rather stay away from, yet the author chooses to face and name them. This collection of poems is far from monotonous, though, Mrs. Thomason keeps her promises and offered a whole spectrum of bull’s-eye observations, notoriously leaving me with belief that they’ve been jotted down for me. Every watercolored tint is Melanie’s invitation, a hand reached out towards the reader, an introduction to a silent dialogue followed by a sigh. Sometimes I like to call this book ‘Watercolored Worlds’, as I discovered a fascinating, volatile universe that keeps luring me.
My decency has been forged
to play hide and stay
unless you had wrapped your fears
in moon wool
biting its way into your brain
devastated by carpet gospelling
Invisible blood runs through
my veins accustomed to
post-honest modesty so subtle
and saliva-proof that
surface took a dive
and has been missing
Every turmoil requires wind messing one’s hair
and a raindrop marking
long live Caesar
First you hear the sentence
ten years of solitude
then your dream collapses
and walls wrap around your neck
there, there, boy
don’t think of pain
It’s not just private whipping, you know
Perfect unison conducted
by pounding heart
announcing your inevitable death
The story of yours is measured in
the continuity of skin
Don’t think too much, though
as there are no good answers
in this game
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