In the Horizon of Your Mind

In the Horizon of Your Mind (Poem) … Menonim Menonimus   In the horizon of your mind  Washed off by the great flood There is the shriek of thousand birds. The sky breaks down in the resonance And break down the rivers and stars. In your lost childhood  The dove coos. In the forest of […]

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So Are the Poets

So Are the Poets … Menonim Menonimus   Truly so are the poets They shoot their guns to the sky  And die within Their silent voices wonder about the universe  Being the rays of light. And make resonance in the heart of Africa Or tillage the revolutionary arms of Vietnam Or they fertilize the brain […]

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The Forbidden Flower

The Forbidden Flower (Poem) … Menonim Menonimus   For the honey of the forbidden flower Wakes up my hunger I’ve taken a bath in the river And felt a sharp current in veins Now I am swimming and drowning in the whirlpool As much deep as I’m drowning so much my thirst is increasing. 0 […]

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My House

My House (Poem) … Menonim Menonimus   Last night Lusi came alone to meet me He came when all the bulbs of light of my house were off Only the window was open. I knew she would come. She came and knocked at my heart I woke up But it was too late Now she […]

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A Love Poem

A Love Poem … Menonim Menonimus   Your beauty is fleshier than your amour Your hip is more brittle than your desire The yellowish waves of your naked dress is more costly Woods grow in you where the darkness hides. Beauty flows from there As the brook flows down with a rippling sound from the […]

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Thy Love

Thy Love (Poem) … Menonim Menonimus   Your love has made my heart so spacious as the sky is Now in my heart  All the seas with all the drops of water can take shelter easily. Your love has made me as soft as cotton  And as tight as hard stone Now I have got […]

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Sorrowful Night

Sorrowful Night (Poem) … Menonim Menonimus   You will learn one day- What is a day, what is night? I have got the image of a sun  That will make an end to the nights But woe is that the sun seems to rise  After the gun-shooting! 0 0 0 (From My Native Land)

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Net

Net (Poem) … Menonim Menonimus   To make meat of my flesh He spread up the iron net in my path I, often become his victim But my heart is so hard and still  That he can hardly catch me off. He chews and bites and again chews and bites And finding my heart hard […]

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I Want A Poet

I Want A Poet … Menonim Menonimus   I want a poet  Who before scratching his lines Will soak his quill into the boiling blood  Of the down-trodden and of the exploited peasants. I want a poet Who sees with the eyes of his heart  And feels with his entity And who has had a […]

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If You Had Not Come

If You Had Not Come … Menonim Menonimus   It would have been better If you had not come to my life Though joys and happiness were alien to me I had a green garden of peace With whom I played and danced Laughed and quarrelled, quarrelled and laughed. I had nights and days with […]

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