my sweet
startling
improbable one
i believe in you
i trust that you are

although i've never seen you
i'm painting your portrait every day
inside me
this heart is the canvas
your words, my colours

although i've never held you
my arms are already shaping the space
that awaits you
this heart is the vessel who would fain bear
your weight, my treasure

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welcome
to my garden of
earthly delights
welcome to my orchard
of poisoned apples
the fragrant wind
will make you
forget
this
bed of flowers will caress
the soles of your tired feet lie down with me
and sleep let me
sing in your ear let me
touch these silky eyelashes
so sweetly adorned with your tears
welcome to my arms
and
now to your rest
yes so ( Read more... )

beware, i am the lobster       
my walk is backward and oblique
    i'll make you lose your way

beware, i am the cuttlefish
my brown ink means confusion
    sudden darkness will surround you

beware, i am the octopus
i've got eight arms to strangle you
    you will be out of breath before you know it

beware, i am the tortured oyster
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De Blauwe Eenhoorn

De Blauwe Eenhoorn loopt
langs de Melkweg vanavond.
Hij verspreidt vele sterren langs de weg.
De sterren vallen - één witte, schitterende
lichtgevende regen.
Wij kunnen hem beschuldigen niet.
Hij is zeer schelmachtig, en in elk geval
de Melkweg hebt veel meer sterren
dan nodig.
De Blauwe Eenhoorn landt nu
op de eeuwige ijs landen
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trees are still trees

you are still yourself

but i am not the old me anymore
i'm not yet a new me
and i don't seem to be
anywhere in between
either

if you are there
i must be here
why is it that parts of me
are floating like that
disconnected
in the air that holds everything else
together?

(c) Mairi Vinersar
Jul-Oct 2008

天然記念物になりたい

şi tu faci parte din aceeaşi specie absurdă, nesigură?
sîntem doi?
spune-mi că da
spune-mi că exişti undeva

în oceanul fremătător al oamenilor
sînt un mic monstru marin
în derivă

în stolul de suflete
sînt pasărea care zboară cu jumătate de aripă

l-am rugat pe domnul Linnaeus
să mă descrie şi să-mi dea un nume
el şi-a ridicat blînd sprîncenele
şi a ( Read more... )

the slender creature came up to me
hung on me
seeking protection

isn't it madness
ever, ever
wanting to give
what i have never known?

cradled him like the child that he was
crooning and cooing
seeking to soothe whatever pain he had

vis inertiae?
or, rather, blind
rejection of the facts?

was it, though, nature
inescapable?

(c) Mairi Vinersar
16 Jul 2008

one more dream has run out
and hid behind the corner
of the moon

one less night has remained
for us
over too soon

one more kiss
before you're awake and must be
on your way

soon one less little death
left to live
when you go and I stay

et ades sera l'alba

(c) Mairi Vinersar
13 June 2008

see the white strip-?

the other-
the beyond-?

i've long stopped waiting for it
to move nearer.
i stopped.


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here I am
not believing my senses

the mesmerised mermaid
the seductress seduced

sinking - drowning -

the velvety wafts and waves of your voice
let them flow, let them rush,
let them wash me all over -
the silenced one, the subdued -

yes, again, and again,
and again.

(c) Mairi Vinersar
25 mai 2008