BIO
Peycho Kanev is the author of four poetry collections and two chapbooks, published in the USA and Europe. He has won several European awards for his poetry. He has also been nominated for the Pushcart Award and Best of the Net. His poems have appeared in many literary magazines, such as: Poetry Quarterly, Evergreen Review, Front Porch Review, Hawaii Review, Barrow Street, Sheepshead Review, Off the Coast, The Adirondack Review, Sierra Nevada Review, The Cleveland Review and many others.
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A Pronoun
Always this deep darkness
before dawn
and I sit here
clutching my pencil
upon this blank page
and I…
Always this letter “I”
that looks like ancient Greek
column
tall and unshakable but
you can’t hang a rope from it
even if you have something to
step on like the chair of the letter
“h” and then I…
And always the last line is
the most difficult to write
like a drowning man groping
for a straw
The house is still covered in
darkness but the candle flickers –
a lighthouse in the obscure ocean
of the rooms full of stale laughter –
before the approaching sunrise
Finally light bathes the windows
and the time has come for the last
line but I…
No,
we!
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The Last Night
The light hesitates, but after a while
disappears like a letter inside a dark mailbox;
Not even a sigh from the trees surrounding
the hushed house—
silence settles.
And the clot is entering the blood system
like a black car in a drive-in theater for
the last movie before this place goes “Out
of business”.
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