HONJO`s POETRY & ART

 Poems from "ROOTS IN THE STONE"

NARO

 

I come from the river Naro

The tribe of Narensii

We have been here longer

Than even science is aware

 

I will never return to the river Naro

My beloved is from the Grand River

 

In the river Naro

Barefoot girls do not wash clothes

Beardless boys do not row in canoes

My Naro has been intersected

 

I will never return to the river Naro

Her name has been changed

 

From the river Naro cold fogs are misting

Both she and I were tricked

 

The waters of the river Naro are flowing through my veins

Her amazingly green waters

My Naro has been intersected

 

Never mind – her waters I hope

They are never made turbid

 

I am from the river Naro

And she is a part of me

I will never return

Because my beloved is from the Grand River

She and I have been there from time immemorial

 

THE STONE

 

 

They never asked me

For my name

They wanted my identity card

Or its number

 

I did not have one

 

I said Stone

 

They laughed

Asked me where I was from

 

From the stone - I said

 

They asked for my age

 

Twenty pebbles – I answered

And showed them gray spotted pebbles

 

They are opening their hearts to me

I am closing the doorway

On  the invisible wall

Which divides us

And I am going away

HIGH TREASON

The mountain burst

As far as the eys can see

There are no roads

And roadmen with shovels

Travel to neighbouring Mars

The mountain burst

So that the gorgeous emptiness

Deceitfully and maliciously laughsAt tourists

All of them are smiling at her

And I am crying

For Mlaka's murmurs

Because I am taken by surprise

 

STONEBORNS

 

 

 

The sky on me

And the stone under me

Hawthorne under my head

A flicker of a day in the eye

In the nose the scent of a morning covered with snow

Smile of dew on the lips

I am looking at the Sun’s back of the head

The Sun is at the front

Curled up snakes lying around

I am in between

I don’t know where to go

Wherever I move

Only the middle is left for me

A snake on the left side

A stone on the right side

A stone on the left side

A Hawthorne on the right

A stone in the front

A snake behind

The Sun at the front

My shadow at the rear

And all around like that

And all around like that

All following me since birth

Through my childhood

And existence

Till decay

 

TWILIGHT

The fiery sky is drowning in the Wes

The twilight glides down the church tower

Waters dead and turbid

In the distance you can discern

Stretched

Grey

Mountaintops

Through a foggy veil

The lights are down below the forest

LEAVE ME ALONE ON THE ROAD

 

 

 

Leave me alone on the road leading nowhere

Until in despair

They start pointing fingers at my back

While a wondering star is slowly going out

In its own reflection on my trembling palm

Above a turbid river

The eternal dream sneaking in my veiled eyes

While silence is slowly spinning textile fibers

Leave me alone on the road to Never land

 

Leave me alone on the this road

Leading from nowhere and going nowhere

So that I can cry my eyes out in solitude

And intensify the flow of the creeks of forest bachelors

While a wondering star is drowning in them

And only silence passing by

And only emptiness proceeding on the way

As a sign of protest

 

 

Leave me alone on this road

 

WHAT ABOUT TOMORROW

Today I am the one conflicting in me

I from the past

I from the present

I from the future

Wars are springing like mushrooms

Necks are broken

I from the past, am bleeding

I from the present, am bleeding

I from the future, am bleeding

In me today

Today in me

Cannons are roaring

Like the insides of a mountain

While earthquakes are going on

Sites of fire are burning after battles

And in me

I from the past

I from the present

I from the future

And nothing else

Winners leave and pass by with laurels

I with a curse

 

Who will bury me tomorrow?

 

THE END

 

Finally I comprehended the lesson

All these years were killing me

The years brutally crushed

 

The soul will fall apart

And the heart will crack like thirsty ground

 

If this is the gift of heaven

I will search for some other skies

THIS IS THE MOMENT

                      Tatjani M.

 

 

This is the moment when all could have occurred

The sea could have glistened in your eyes

You could have demolished golden rocks with your look

Or become a lady of the coastal land

Or a lady of the open sea

This is the moment when even non-existent things collapse

 

 

This is the moment when on X axis

Rays of love are emitted

When flaming passions are being restrained and silenced

When it is possible to fly and fall

This is the moment when we all remain executioners

This is the moment when even non-existent things collapse

 

 

This moment has been stopped for a reason

The moment when all could have occurred

All remained only passing by

Because this is the moment when even non-existent things collapse

THE END

 

Finally I comprehended the lesson

All these years were killing me

The years brutally crushed

 

The soul will fall apart

And the heart will crack like thirsty ground

 

If this is the gift of heaven

I will search for some other skies

 I WILL LEAVE

 

I will leave

And have no wish to come back

 

I am not afraid of despair

 

Why deceive mornings

Invent joy

And fuel illusions

I will stop in front of a broken shop window

Pick up the pieces and leave

 

I will take away my own feverishness

I will not provoke destiny

Nor deepen a gap

Between the past and present

 

I will leave

While there is still time

While old age is not here yet by surprise

 

I have nothing to give to anyone here any more

I have nothing to look for here any more

 

I will leave

While years exist on the horizon

The years that offer a small hope

 

I will leave

Before I remain as a wax figure

In some blue corner

 

I will leave somewhat wiser