Anna Banasiak Poems

the rustle of autumn leaves
lulled cats
cuddled on the porch
...

I swim into
The sounds and shadows
Of the past
Shaping sadness
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a drop of water
unique in cosmos
in the changing river of time
passing like a single life
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thoughtfully
slowly I grow up
to myself
I distort time
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quiet rhythms of jazz
flow in the pouring rain
we cuddle the pillow
my dog and I
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The space is blurred
I see men in the fur of red birds
yellow clocks wearing hats
are sitting at the table
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I got tangled
in time
I'm lost
in the chaos
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The world is running too fast
I swim in the river of things and memories
see the pictures which I have to leave
I close myself in loneliness
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life goes in hand with death
takes off her clothes
playing roles
covered with
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to my mother

I hid You in a poem
still warm
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