Daniel Medvedov

Alexandra Nego

T P R F Y
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Madrid
New York
2016

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Alexandra Nego
My poem,
This poem is for all the poems surrounding my mind,
Which swim around like liquid butterflies,
Growing stronger wings in a world of kind,
Changing colors with the sound of lullabies.
This poem is nothing like Byron wrote at times,
She walks in beauty like the night of cloudless climes.
It is written from my heart in harmony,
Gathering all the words without a melody.
When I write a poem before I go to sleep,
My eyes are shinning with their shadows deep.
Laying by the fire, take down a book,
And slowly read, and dream with a new look.
And how much I love the moments of that glance,
And love the poetry and its romance,
But I know that I have a soul which is true,
And all I do is show my real face to you.

Daniel Medvedov
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Your poem,
It is a music to my eyes
You make me truly ready to that heavy work
To write an answer to your funny words
Oh well
I have no wings but I may fly
I feel a kind of a mimetically a response
Automatically
You walk
With tiny steps
Like sliding skates
No need of sounds
No need of words
Come near me
Adopt a posture like a queen
Lets write a poem before and after worlds a Genesis
Look
Most of the rivers are already done
Youre not alone


Alexandra Nego
3 mins
Trimite-mi gandul tandru pe un mandru cal balan
eu ti-l trimit pe al meu acum si peste un an
primeste-ma acolo unde ma voi pierde
si arata-mi drumul drept spre casa verde
cu o gradina plina de fragede narcise
cu o fereastra alba si obloane larg deschise.
Si peste tot arome de flori de liliac
ca sa iti spun in taina, eu rad din cand in cand si tac...

Daniel Medvedov answers

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Cum poate oare cel ce nu gindeste
Sa iti trimita ginduri care se gasesc
Intr-o gaoace
Ma simt ca melcul codobelcul
Ca bourii cu coarne boeresti
Si bouresti
Iar calul meu ce minca doar jaratec
Si soarbe laptisor de matca
Al tau eu sint ostatic
Nu poti sa pierzi ce e al tau
Iar casa cea cu tinda si pridvor
Nu are ea nevoie de zavor
Nu-mi place sa-ti aduc flori de pe cimp
Mai bine e la cimp eu sa te duc
Obloanele le-nchidem
Si usa o proptim
O scara priponim
Si prin padure noi ne zbenguim
Iar sunetul aromelor de flori de tei
Sau dalbe floricele de un pom de lamiita
In parul tau lucios apar in boare
Ca roua dimineata luminata de razele de soare