Poetry

"...we are the playwrights who nurture the words..."

"...the shadow of buildings in rank on each side of the bridge..."

"...your presence all about the room..."

"...i didn’t have much to my name..."

"...eclipses that all beings, anywhere, anytime experience..."

"...The snared brings the wine..."

"...sitting on the sand listening to the waves ease onto the shore..."

"...Today is the deadline..."

So hard to say goodbye...

"...the past faded into the beauty of your presence..."

Haiku dream

"...an arrow-like chariot takes to strike..."

"...when Broadway had undimmed bright lights..."

"...ethereal jazz saxophones screaming impossible altissimo ranges..."

"... reminds me once again of my own imminent demise ..."

"...Paradox and plurality are a part of our processes..."

"...How does one celebrate 44 years of lack of progress..."

Peycho Kanev is the author of 12 poetry collections and three chapbooks, published in the USA and Europe.

"...I know an arrow comes into it somewhere..."

"...to observe the inexhaustible power of creation..."

"My daughter was abandoned at birth..."

"...Being patient cannot be likened to being grateful ..."

"...Gas-masked angels stop jeweled bananas ..."

"...having trouble catching his breath and climbing stairs..."

"...as though I know how to go forward..."

"Rainclouds corset the sky..."

"You land on the backdrop of mad money laundering..."

"...perhaps it will come to me in a midnight dream..."

"...nobody knows what will happen next..."

"...you wait for me to change..."