Fortunate
While I describe
my daily life
in simple words –
routine, regular, ordinary,
even boring at times,
two lost drunkards
pass by my house
peeking inside with curiosity,
possibly some envy.
I return their gazes
and smile kindly
to thank them
for prompting me
to add yet another simple word –
blessed.
Gdynia, 2021
On my way to unity
When I began writing
I wrote
taking breaks for living.
Then, I decided
it’s preferable to live
with intervals of writing.
Now, the two actions
begin to merge.
Gdynia, 2021
Patience
Through my window
I see a garden
and observe
the gardener
planting seeds and bulbs
wedding flower beds
trimming shrubs and bushes
slowely and with care
day by day
even though his work
shows no end
and can seem invisible.
He doesn’t look at the time,
he feels time,
trusting it will come
to illuminate
even the most deeply hid
kernel.
Gdynia, 2021
***
I generally prefer
order, peace and silence
(some like to call it the state of Zen),
but it’s often excitement and chaos
that stir my mind
and whirl my pen.
Gdynia, 2021
Eight years ago, I received a parcel from a friend who was then living in Kathmandu, Nepal. It contained a Nepali best-selling novel “Palpasa Cafe” (2005) and a little souvenir: a package of red crystal dots worn by Nepali women on their foreheads. Only this summer, however, I’ve decided to go for this inconspicuous book which edge has slowly begun fading on my sunlit bookshelf. I’ve recently read “Palpasa Cafe” with the upcoming Oriental Book Club in mind. I feel this novel is a perfect choice for the meeting. And, very exotic!
