Poems from Vladislav Martynovitch
Encounter Cup
Encounter Salvation
And Birthing reinvent:
Let liberated Passion
Makes straight again the Bent,
And turn into Oblivion
That...
To Be Mean
To be Live in the Dying, –
The Process of Birth, –
Is essential, crying-
Ly say feeling Loss,
And in it Gain proclaim,...
See Broken Lost
See Paradises before they are lost,
Willfully Tenderness now reveals,
And understand what is rightfully most
In sudden...
Amazing View
Amazing is Feeling
That’s massing a Mess,
Unwillfully pealing
Both Forehead and Chest,
In Waiting exhausted,
Protruded by...
At Till
At Dawn those Horns are playing,
At Night those Whistles blow,
And Daylight’s drums obeying,
Which Out-numbers grow,
Them Humans...