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		<title>Sonja Smolec Poetry</title>
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			<title>Golden grape-vine</title>
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			<dc:creator>Sonja</dc:creator>
			<description>Golden grape-vine



Gold grapes trapped within your mouth,

sweet smells of childhood summer

on your fingers.



The narrow place between market benches.



Scents in the air...

With eyes closed I can see

spots of sweat on your t-shirt,

in the basket



onions between spices

tied with white strings,

five tomatoes, garlic, dill,

parsley and thyme...

carrots, only two.



In the pot, chicken soup.



Two of us

connected like Lady and the Tramp

with

.......the

.............same

....................soft

...........................noodle

................................  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 03 Apr 2008 17:20:28 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>The smell of dry, old paper</title>
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			<dc:creator>Sonja</dc:creator>
			<description>The smell of dry, old paper 

 

Breathe calmly, your heart at peace,

feel this book underneath your hand

and imagine the smell of dry, old paper,

allow all of your senses to feel it.

Remember the moment. 

 

One day it  will be

the old book with slightly worn-out corners

titled with my name.

Touch it slowly, open it,

inhale the love waiting there for you,

always the same, always fresh, 

impregnated for eons to come

inside that smell of dry, old paper.

 

Feel it,  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 30 Jan 2008 20:17:28 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>At the end of the rainbow - from the White lilac love</title>
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			<dc:creator>Sonja</dc:creator>
			<description>

White lilac love



Author of this beautiful watercolor used for my nee book cover is a well know painter Jana Bouc



White lilac love



Evaporating buds tint soft spring’s light

while lilac waits, and then explodes in style

effusing colors hidden in the white.



I, in the garden, happy is my smile,

inhaling nature’s scents and its sensation

touching my true love’s petals so fragile.



A breeze’s lullaby and soft vibration

is dandling flowers which on branches huddle

and  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 14 Oct 2007 07:10:26 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Fireflies</title>
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			<dc:creator>Sonja</dc:creator>
			<description>I wake up in the morning

invaded by sweet memories,

the smell of springtime,

freshly plucked cherries and strawberries...



I wake up with the birds

and while they sing

I listen to the echo of my own turmoil,

a green oasis,

I am walking lost between paths long ago overgrown,

white lilacs,

well know lullabies at the end of the day,

my growing-up girlish fantasies,

forgotten hatreds and stupid acts of forgiveness,

a boy with marbles,

a blackberry bush, a starry sky

and  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 18 Nov 2007 18:09:20 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Symetry - one of recently written poems</title>
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			<dc:creator>Sonja</dc:creator>
			<description>Symmetry



You  turned rivers to flow way back north,

and hurricanes into a refreshing gentle breeze,

you sent volcanoes down to earth's core

and falling leaves back to their trees. 

 

You dressed me the white of cotton and silk

wishing to slowly undress me again,

telling me jokes till tears filled my eyes

and turning the Olympus for me to a glen. 

 

Every day you gave me a new piece of sun

warm and bright seated onto my open palms,

every day a new sheet covered with words

as precious  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 19 Dec 2007 19:33:13 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Ripe fruit - prepared for my new book of poetry</title>
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			<dc:creator>Sonja</dc:creator>
			<description>Ripe fruit 



Can you recall our childhood?

Do you remember quince jelly and mulberry taste,

Scents from the acacia tree and sitting down in its shade?...

You and I separated only with the thin fence of memories. 



I was jumping the cord

and you were trying to impress me

just because you saw a nice butterfly.

I was dancing on my toes

and you were trying to whistle like a bird

and to bark like a dog.



We were both stealing fruits,

green apples and sweet dark cherries. 



In my old  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 14 Oct 2007 07:20:24 GMT</pubDate>
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