Publicat de: leonard oprea | 12 Aprilie 2013

leonard oprea THE BLOOD OF MY LOVE


leonard oprea

THE BLOOD OF MY LOVE

. . . my blood—oh, flow in waves . . .

. . . my blood—oh, lighten red, foamy—what a tale . . .

. . . my blood—oh, by the sun dried field, broken by dreams . . .

. . . my blood—oh, mountain crashed by Cain’s lava . . .

. . . my blood—oh, the so blue sky and without forgiveness . . .

. . . my blood—oh, the mouth with gums sneering the desperation . . .

. . . my blood—oh, latrine of the perfumed death . . .

. . . my blood—oh, the desire of cancer and humanity . . .

. . . my blood—oh, the weeding with blind stars and fallen angels . . .

. . . my blood—oh, lukewarm vaginae and abyssal paradise . . .

. . . my blood—oh, the penis stupid and dead stump . . .

. . . my blood—oh, dead fetus with a child smile . . .

. . . my blood—oh, this town so alive on the dead celebration day . . .

. . . my blood—oh, love for infection, by bacteria, by virus . . .

. . . my blood—oh, the sweet jam from the trash with rotten apples . . .

. . . my blood—oh, the highway with robots from dream-cars . . .

. . . my blood—oh, the earth, america with taste of coca-cola . . .

. . . my blood—oh, this life is a boundless whore . . .

. . . my blood—oh, the books and internet what a inextinguishable stupidity . . .

. . . my blood—oh, blade of green grass and the spit on the asphalt . . .

. . . my blood—oh, drunkenness, drunkenness, drunkenness and lead-sleep . . .

. . . my blood—oh, what a love to kill . . .

. . . my blood—oh, flow in waves, lighten red, foamy . . .

. . . my blood.

***

. . . now, the morning of/

November , see? all the fog . . . /

. . . I ‘m breathing—I ‘m dead. . . ”

***

Theophil Magus living in Boston – Anna-Maria 101 Breathings

(“Xlibris”/Random House Ventures, 2011, USA /Library of Congress Control Number: 2011910709/ ISBN: Hardcover 1-4628-9476-3 & 978-1-4628-9476-5/Softcover 1-4628-9475-5 & 978-1-4628-9475-8/ebook 1-4628-9477-1 & 978-1-4628-9476-5)

 

(In Theophil Magus living in Boston – Anna-Maria 101 breathings, „Leonard Oprea‘s dominant perspective is one of a cold objectivity, too little disposed to easy emotions, other than those hidden, profound feelings and questions. Themes are the life purpose, the ultimate springs of human actions… Intelligence, laconic sarcasm, humor, right targeting. How could we not be indebted to the author? He put his talent of storytelling to serve an exhortation which is nothing else than the health response in the presence of the morbid, the simplicity in the face of artificial, the man-loving of light against darkness and evil./Nicolae SteinhardtEuropean philosopher, essayist and author); “A novelist and essayist of Leonard Oprea’s literary value does not need any introduction. From no one.” /Valeriu Gherghel – European philosopher,

essayist, literary critic and author)

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