Peycho Kanev
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Peycho Kanev’s work has been published in Welter, Poetry Quarterly,The Catalonian Review,The Arava Review, The Mayo Review, Chiron Review,Tonopah Review, Mad Swirl, In Posse Review, Southern Ocean Review, The Houston Literary Review and many others. He is nominated for Pushcart Award and lives in Chicago.His collaborative collection “r“, containing poetry by him and Felino Soriano, as well as photography from Duane Locke and Edward Wells II is available at Amazon.com. His new poetry collection Bone Silence will be published in September 2010 by Desperanto, New York.
Abandon The Moment
Her breasts like temple’s bells
swing back and forth…
and the highway of her legs
disappear in the horizon,
into the mist of the dream:
there is nothing else except
sweat, lust and sorrow.
Everything sinks into the deep well
of the memories,
once her sure body lit candles
for the darkness in me
and now the pulsating neon of the night
is thicker than any light could banish.
What was once
will never be
again.
The sun goes down
behind the hills
and the birds on the wires –
tilting and silent like
boats by the lake shore.
Abandon all
and all will be again
with or without
you.
Learn to
slide.
Empty Space
The sun penetrates the glass
and hits the small plant on
the windowsill
I look at my toes,
I observe my arm.
From the whiteness of the sheets
her face emerges like some fat drunken
moon and asks me:
“Do you have any cigarettes? “
I light one and put it between
the waiting fingers.
I watch the ashes,
I see the butt.
And then she gets up
and walks naked to the bathroom
leaving me in the empty bed
with the swirling smoke
and the burnt desires.
Some people go through all
of their lives without experiencing
something like that
as for me this is my everyday
routine.
Light
and
grey.
Everything fills.