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Waltzing the winds of zest

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  • “Îmbrățișare portocalie” de Nicole Sara – Note de lectură

    “Îmbrățișare portocalie” de Nicole Sara – Note de lectură

    Volumul Îmbrățișare portocalie își afirmă coerența printr-o poetică a reconectării: cu natura, cu sacrul, cu sinele fragmentat. Dacă poemele despre „pași” configurează axa devenirii, textele precum Coclauri sufletești, Eliberare rogvaiv, Rugă nesfârșită sau Sfânta secundă adâncesc dimensiunea cosmic-spirituală a volumului, transformând experiența lirică într-o formă de ritual interior. Încă din poemul Pași, eul liric își…

    February 2, 2026
  • Aniversare

    Aniversare

    Dor de Em… și de castane… “Visările dintre castane” împlinește 5 anișori…

    January 31, 2026
  • Carving Freedom’s Lands

    Carving Freedom’s Lands

    Drawing lines between the thoughts,Puzzled in a freedom’s square,Where the colours become words,For the stories to be shared.There is not a silent shade,But a passion and a dare. Crafting dreams from what seems gone,Broken in a misty tale,Twisting sorrow to fresh dawn,With the hues from the faith’s trail,Where the memories enfold,Zesty sagas to be told.…

    January 31, 2026
  • Holding The Infinite

    Holding The Infinite

    I walk my innermost thoughts, often, with my complicated mind,Tangled in ultimate questions and sombre bewilderments.As bare as the ash trees, caressed by a touch of breeze,Holding the infinite over their branches,Twisting my ideas between the chests of miracles,Those reddish illusions for my midwinter mornings.Sparking joyful like the cheerful red berries on the barren stems.Seeking…

    January 31, 2026
  • Litany

    Litany

    after Helen Mort My autumn isa shrine gate breathing light,two prayers folded into my palms,a single leaf landing where my thoughts rest. It can be counted inincense trails rising like unanswered questions,offerings placed for reasons older than language,the soft echo of my footsteps joining centuries of pilgrims. Some days it’sthe entire mountain opening its ribs,letting…

    January 31, 2026
  • From mornings with green rhymes

    From mornings with green rhymes

    From mornings with red blush, resembling harmony,My thoughts are crafting days upon my summer’s path,With greenish scenery, breathing the soft fresh air,Yet concrete got me stuck within a heavy wrath.Where are the lovely birds singing their hymns of love?No longer meadows laugh, my neighbourhood is dry.Under the scorched earth, cement tangents the lifeTwisting the story…

    January 30, 2026
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