The Orchad

by Marcin Malek

Everything –
about this place
is heavy as lead
strange dreams
ripped of memory
pale churches
burned bridges
blending stumps
sobbing for mercy
of an unkind sawman

eternal loneliness of orchards
recalls a torpid finger
when someone force
is pressing it against the mouth
and words - nailed at a crossroads
for their lightness –
day after day pronounced
with courtesy of a strangler

all longs for the voice
of purest poet
in fear of the sounds
of everyday life
that falls
on bent shoulders
with a blunt ax
of dying days –

when hopeless flower
refuses to obey

"For Life And Death Of A Poet"

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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 05, 2015