Peycho Kanev \ Winter 2015
* In the Garden of Nowhere She picked the rose and put it in her mouth. I look at all this redness– a wound within a wound. In the backyard, shadows of dogs chained to their wooden houses. The spring gave you a necklace of green bones; you mince on the tightrope of your youth. In the night the fear jumps out of hiding and a few small drops of blood on the sheets connect with your pain of something lost forever. The gates of light open up and darkness rushes in. We are alive. Still. * |
Peycho Kanev is the author of four poetry collections and two chapbooks, published in USA and Bulgaria. He has won several European awards for his poetry and he’s nominated for the Pushcart Award and Best of the Net. His poems have appeared in many literary magazines, such as: Poetry Quarterly, Evergreen Review, Hawaii Review, Cordite Poetry Review, Sheepshead Review, Off the Coast, The Adirondack Review, Two Thirds North, Sierra Nevada Review, The Cleveland Review and many others.
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