Marcin Malek Poems

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In Between the Strophes

I'll never be a king of the brave

The vain poet - I lied, forgive me if you care
I went calmly through all the stages of madness
The last it's the tongue on a stranger face

And believe that man can turn in to a bird
To look at people and things
Without the need of rising the gaze

What a disruptive and ugly input
- Acquired...Read more of this...

A Song

Deep on a forest path
young girl with cherry lips
emerge like glossy nymph

There among the soaked green
old alders seems to be higher
and no one had heard
about the dialectic of being

On top of tallest tree
bird has sung a song
that somewhere near
time froze as someone's spirit

Hope does not exist
under the wild mauve –
aged oak sheds its husk
everything that came before
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Raw Land

Maybe you know
that Heaven
has its own circles
and also
as Dante's Hell
is a raw land
jealously defending
its obsolete secrets

So if that is your need
— pray the gods
of which
wise men are saying
that were once like we 
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'sinn'

We are the anthems trumpets
long-maned waves and roaring seas
we are the heavy columns of clouds
and eager sharp granite fangs

we are the yellow sands
that marble moon grey dust
a stone’s shadow as hard as tears
of river streams and famine time

we boundless days empty nights
blood on the threshold iris of guns
hangman's ropes and trenches –
of gaping hollow graves

We are life itself – heathers
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Little Spider

Forgive me little spider
I tore your web
I'm not a monster

But you probably sense
That such things
Lies in our nature

It is true - every subject
Touched by human hand
Suddenly ends

Forgive us little spider
That at this point
Destruction is the best

On what we can afford

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A Spring

Long stalks of rain
are growing from the skies
down towards ash-black soil,
softer than deer hearts
frozen in concentration
at river banks

Everything that is not here
lies beyond these waters – more effusive
than a fisherman’s song,
when come evening time
they sail back to theirs rocky homes
settled at Shannon’s ridges
winding like a maggot in a downpour
and greener still
than eyes of women
that bear the same name

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What If

What if God has not created us
and we just traverse the earth
fearing of burden of our words

we lay into it weary
wiping the sweat of terror
knowing nothing about ourselves

we take nothing
except bitter dreams
and the sweet illusion
of favorable fate
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Legend

Some events tend to be unreal
a specially —
from the perspective of bended knees
and they do not require a sounds

They live in memory of sights
beyond the realm of words
arranged in colors
torn out of rainbow gleam

Do not leave – hear!
Against the will of wind
underground streams roar
enchanted knights live in stones
there is no death to them
there is no subsistence dread

What shall we do
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Apocrypha

Two hundred white-winged
were thrown on a Hermon Mount
they sinned with a free will
not such made them Lord
whoever was...
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For life and death of a Poet

Poets
In literal meaning
Are not responsive
To normative rules of dying

Moreover 
Just like the Saints
They do not fit into a
Written conventions

Of the existence
Of the survival
At all costs
At the cost of their own greatness

They rather resemble
Orphaned fortresses
Which has to be taken
Meter by meter - as in the past

With the severe blood loss

Or permanently straining
Among the yellow fields
Mossy towers with no vaults
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