Ilko Alexandrov Poems

Basked in the eye of my loving-you Leica,
you are secretly posing for me in the images,
there you are - a dark house high there,
above the island of Joburg in summer -
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Last night, my slender dark Raia-thing
my daughter wearing this olive skin and dreamy eyes
confirmed emphatically in a few words, that she needs some Air
(she also provided a valid account where all who owe her can pay)
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Lower below there is a movement -
you see - in the middle - just a tiny dot in the sand -
this is me there - I look up to see you flying above my island
and the breeze is waving my sail for you.
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High in the night skies the indigo is stars, shiny and new -
one for each planet, and a dark one for planet Earth and the water below
'One more time - lets relight first 1, then 3, then 2 and 4..
one last sequence, now, i'll kiss you and paint you any color you want,
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The neighbor’s silver-white wolf-dog
howls and howls and howls some more.
Day in and day out since the beginning
of this hide and seek like game
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В ускоряващия самолет е много тихо - като начало на театър –
в пилотската кабина само свети, трака инвентара.
И ние ускоряваме а кулата крещи неистово че има самолет отпред, в погрешна писта сме били,
и че по-добре е да се върнем някакси, да не изгаряме докрай заради някакво завръщане накрая..
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There is so little
one can hide from each other
so much quiet, the quiet unsaid,
until later tonight, every night
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