Poem of the Week By Daniela Voicu

Biography:

Daniela Voicu is a Romanian poet, editor and painter. In 2018, she was awarded the prestigious honor of Romania Beat Poet Laureate (Lifetime) by the National Beat Poetry Foundation, Inc. based in Connecticut, USA.  Her poems have been published in international magazines, journals and various anthologies. Her poetry collections include: Poems of Angels (2006), Blue in Vitro (2012), Surfing Silence (2012), Windows Without Dreams (eBook 2012) and Sky Hands (2012), Vunerable breeze (2013) Sunset and love (2013) and Plan for seduction (2014), Tatto Time, Love in Braille (2015).  In 2009, she founded the international journal of culture and literature, Cuib Nest Nido; and in 2011 she founded the international poetry festival of music and contemporary art, The Art of Being Human. Since 2009, she has been a member of the Writers’ League of Romania.

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Backstory:

We live in uncertain times. We never know what awaits us in the coming day. I wrote this poem being disappointed by everything that is happening around me, in the world; when you can’t change any of the decisions already made on all plans of action. People are like raindrops: sometimes they flood, sometimes they go unnoticed, most of the time they are steam rising back into the sky… To understand the essence of life you have to die a little and be born at the same time. Close your eyes and open them;  leave, and turn back for a moment to see how far you have come.  The philosophy of life is simple: its purpose.  Because you don’t just live breathing the steps you climb, you breathe love which in the end,  makes us more human or “gods”. Love in all its forms, from which we are born and through which we must live.

*and this is not a poem, but life can be.

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DISAPPOINTMENTS

Disappointments
beat walls all over the world.

They don’t let happiness
sing about eternity.

We are the void
between heaven and them.

God saves us when we turn,
counting us with even
or odd numbers—
each of the 99th.

Harps singing a samba song,
and monkeys dancing naked in floats,
announcing a better night.

Our hands move what we love,
and all depart,
and we unify with the sea,
being inedible goldfish for sharks

Rain is not silent anymore,
and the silence,
after, breaks
our eardrums.

sky,
moon,
people,
earth,

all revolve around them.

Tomorrow we will forgive ourselves.

 

 

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