I had rejected the whole discipline of
the arts and the governments, and I
understood everything that was
understandable for others:
I lift my whiskey glass now -
in this mist,
in this grey night
and I get everything:
the gentleness of the morning, the silence;
the walls weep like old paintings
burning in the bonfire; the sky, the black sky
Everything is real, unbent, and
shining and burning, like the fire in my
this thing in me:
screaming, wailing, wanting, demanding;
black as the night, eternal
as the face of the mountain, long as
the rope at the gallows, regal as the
dance of the fly in the web.
But I have a little more whiskey
and therefore a chance.
Peycho Kanev is the Editor-In-Chief of Kanev Books. His poems have appeared in more than 500 literary magazines, such as: Poetry Quarterly, Evergreen Review, The Monarch Review, The Coachella Review, Third Wednesday, Black Market Review, The Cleveland Review, Loch Raven Review, In Posse Review, Mascara Literary Review and many others. He is nominated for the Pushcart Award and Best of the Net and lives in Chicago. His poetry collection Bone Silence was released in September 2010 by Desperanto Publishing Group. A new collection of his poetry, titled Requiem for One Night, will be published by Desperanto Publishing Group in August 2012.