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Taifas Literary Magazine no. 5, November, 2020

Taifas Literary Magazine no. 5, November, 2020 - ISSN 2458-0198 ISSN-L 2458-0198 Founded in Constanţa, June 2020 The magazine appears in Romania editorial office Founding President Lenuș Lungu Director: Lenuș Lungu, Ioan Muntean Deputy Director: Paul Rotaru Technical Editor Ioan Muntean Covers Ioan Muntean Editor-in-Chief: Ion Cuzuioc Deputy Editor: Stefano Capasso Editorial Secretary: Anna Maria Sprzęczka Editors: Vasile Vulpaşu, Anna Maria Sprzęczka, Pietro Napoli, Myriam Ghezaïl Ben Brahim, Zoran Radosavljevic, Suzana Sojtari Iwan Dartha, Auwal Ahmed Ibrahim, Destiny M O Chijioke, Nikola Orbach Özgenç

Taifas Literary Magazine no. 5, November, 2020 - ISSN 2458-0198 ISSN-L 2458-0198
Founded in Constanţa, June 2020
The magazine appears in Romania
editorial office
Founding President Lenuș Lungu
Director: Lenuș Lungu, Ioan Muntean
Deputy Director: Paul Rotaru
Technical Editor Ioan Muntean
Covers Ioan Muntean
Editor-in-Chief: Ion Cuzuioc
Deputy Editor: Stefano Capasso
Editorial Secretary: Anna Maria Sprzęczka
Editors: Vasile Vulpaşu, Anna Maria Sprzęczka, Pietro Napoli, Myriam Ghezaïl Ben Brahim, Zoran Radosavljevic, Suzana Sojtari
Iwan Dartha, Auwal Ahmed Ibrahim, Destiny M O Chijioke, Nikola Orbach Özgenç

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Taifas Literary Magazine no. no. 5, November, 2020

Bozena Helena Mazur-Nowak

Poland

year I, no. 5, 2020, November

I will protect you

The tears of forgetfulness wash away the pain

I cuddle you tight in my arms

I want you to feel safe and trusting

Our dreams came true, at last

Insatiable mouth want more kisses

Hungry hands and eyes willing for more caress

Rest now my beloved, hold me tight

I will protect you from the all cruel world

The night will embrace us softly

The stars will sing for us heavenly lullaby

Sleep now my darling

I love you

Somewhere away from people

Among the high grass

Looking deeply into the eyes of

Blue clouds

Lived alone

Unusual everyday

Bored and tired

Lost and upset

But still alive

Although heavily battered

All over very much

By living among people

Unusual everyday

She frosts her eyes to the sun

Listening to the whispers of the grass

She dreams of better days

About unusual stories

Woven into everyday life's

An ordinary man's moments

I am slowly falling down

Autumn came again in warm colors,

and a postman still wears short trousers but

now wears rubber boots and cape against the

rain.

The Butcher greets me from the distance,

since the time I complimented his mince pie.

The Pharmacist ask me

if I have medication for autumn's depression.

In the bakery, which I can reach without pain,

freshly baked bread smells good.

It does not taste at all like the Polish bread,

but it smells good.

The last address I moved to before Brexit,

nothing really changed and

this is still my place on the earth,

although in my heart

the memories itch in my blood.

It's raining again,

A new dog looks into my eyes asking "why is it

raining?"

He does not like walking in wet weather.

A white-haired old chap suffers from

rheumatism.

Dad walks his old dog behind the rainbow

bridge.

It is already two years gone.

The time is flying by so quickly. Too quickly ...

Purple and gold Autumn, all around me.

It's raining more often now.

Leaves are falling blown by the wind

and I am slowly falling down.

ISSN 2458-0198 – ISSN-L 2458-0198

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