Selection of poetry by Immanuel Mifsud
STATUE Tomorrow I won’t wake. Don’t reach out for me to start the day love making. Don’t wake to look for me. I’ll be in the street through which all fear to...
STATUE Tomorrow I won’t wake. Don’t reach out for me to start the day love making. Don’t wake to look for me. I’ll be in the street through which all fear to...
Skin Yellow leaves on your skin Pulled pores of some impalpable silence Cracked lips And fervid valley of thoughts and nipples Liquid I say, are you alone Or time flows away standing...
Two cemeteries Today I passed two cemeteries. One lay coldly under a scorching sun and said with all its wooden crosses: No! The other wooed with many-handed maples and bird song for its...
Bei Dao is laureate of the “Golden Wreath” Award оf Struga Poetry Evenings for 2015. He is the 50th winner of this most prestigious international award for poetry. The Boundary I want to...
A LIFETIME DEVOTED TO LITERATURE In your twenties you knew with elegiac certainty you would die young. Your father’s heart attack tallied, a verification. Thirty was your worst year: the thirties fatal...