Our Poetry Archive V-1 No.-11: FEBRUARY 2016 Is Now On-Line! This month we are presenting 100 poems of 36poets around the world. The JANUARY issue of Our Poetry Archive has got more than 4000 viewership. So it is clear Our Poetry Archive is becoming popular with every new issue.
This month we are happy to introduce twelve new poets to our poetry journal. Hope our readers will appreciate their poetic skill and literary merit. With this Our Poetry Archive also wishes to convey its deep respect and gratitude to poet Brooke Dylan, as this particular edition largely belongs to her. We appreciate her initiative and involvement to make this issue fruitful. We would also like to extend our thanks to poet Stacia Reynolds and again to poet Brooke Dylan for writing up the guest editorial for this number.
You can easily find the top 10 most viewed poems of the week in the site. The more the website is being shared the more viewership will be ensured! So we would like to request you all, please keep on sharing your own poems so that more readers around the world can have a glimpse of your poetic skill and flavor!
Our Poetry Archive wishes you all a great poetic year ahead and we would like to extend our utmost gratitude to you all for your constant support and excellent contributions to make OPA a running success!
στο πλήθος, στης
Before I was born in the vast material ... .. isolated without touch
In the dark grew up the crowd, listing in sacrifice the roar
from hunger and torture solid walls to marble my wings shivers in horror
Silently bodies around me drift, slide inappropriately to unequal balances in limbo denatured
Red crops of the Sun which watered with excess blood friends and buried roots .... cries muffled heard every night pierce the veins, air metamorphose Fire water They do not die
The years of youth I lived all alone in those landscapes filled with secret Sun eyelids Matched with lilies Virgin and the wind of freedom Message, mark the cool lips joy *** Swans with their wings they covered the white lilacs the bent truths I met dreams a bunch light in newborn foliage life