by Marcin Malek
The world loves crippling
particularly if weakness
applies to a manner of spoken language
mouth that does not squeaks
it's like a hoe with no claws sunk in the ground
only combing and stroking
instead of tearing and crumbling the stony grass
From:
For life and death of a poet
Copyright ©:
Marcin Malek 2015
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Marcin Malek (born February 24, 1975) in Warsaw, Poland) is a Polish/Irish poet, writer, playwright, journalist, photographer. Published in: „Fronda”, „Tygiel Kultury”, „Akcent”, „Nowe Państwo”, „Stosunki Międzynarodowe”, „Opcja na prawo”, Leinster Express, Winner of the annual award of "Poetry&Paratheatre" journal (category: poem of the Year) for year 2012, (work: „Bieg – Czyli list do współczesnych”/"Run - a letter to the present"). Since 2006 lives in Ireland.
Last updated October 02, 2015