Επιμέλεια: Εύα Πετροπούλου Λιανού
On the calendar
The rice paper
Burned
The match burned out
Last year is forgotten
The skin’s snake is lost
A new era imprints
Its tempo with a new breath
The sulfur crackles
A tenfold energy
Mane in the wind
Nostrils blow
Ashes and embers
The stride is legendary
February pulses
On the hoof the farrier
Grafted the shoe of luck
Today, with its burning bells, announces
A year with the pulse of a thoroughbred
The horse neighs powerfully
Its pyromaniac letters are engraved
Deep in the flesh
The beginning of a new era
Emerging from torpor
And celebrating the new year.
Celebrate your fiery horse
And run into the vastness
Geneviève Guevara living in Belgium. I am a french teacher. I have a great creativity and not only about poetry and novels. My paintings are as my writing very important in my life. I organize each month a festival of poetry in my town, Namur and each two months an other in Paris.
