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House Painter for a White Heart
A Poem by
Cristina Moldoveanu
I had known a man for whom women were like strings a knot instead of head a knot instead of belly sometimes confused between one and t..
Slaked Lime
A Poem by
Cristina Moldoveanu
I powder myself in the mirror dressed in Pierrot clothes my skullcap over ears and eyes it has been snowing so much that I can&r..
The Last Olive Tree
A Poem by
Cristina Moldoveanu
- grabby man, why do you have such empty eyes? - it is not true child look deep and you will see crystal fish beneath the w..
Intimate Circle
A Poem by
Cristina Moldoveanu
I forgot where I hid the peach color morning gown moth-eaten in its pockets only a child I didn’t know that clothes are stil..
Forget-me-nots
A Poem by
Cristina Moldoveanu
free form haiga (haiku plus image)
Crying
A Poem by
Cristina Moldoveanu
senryu
Another Boundary
A Poem by
Cristina Moldoveanu
the old men left the young hearts boundaries stones broke out from their roots like a dry bread split on the knees ..
Poetry Doesn't Look Back
A Story by
Cristina Moldoveanu
my opinion about the act of writing or reading poetry
Shepherd's Purse
A Poem by
Cristina Moldoveanu
One sentence poem.
Pink Cameo
A Poem by
Cristina Moldoveanu
a bird is resting beyond the road it’s snowing for centuries over her wings bird’s claws are piercing the ground new scale..
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