Marieta Maglas

Starlight

She represents a fluid 'I' reminiscent of the stars;

seemingly lingering; seemingly suspended in time;

an illusion. She recognizes that in this immense.

 

universe, she cannot encounter another one being

like herself; only portions of the infinite, confined to her

understanding; a threshold of knowledge, a distant horizon,

 

or a mere line delineating the sea from the sky; light

dancing upon the water's surface and reflection.

Her gaze grazes the serene blueness. The blue hues of

 

nascent stars reside within everyone and everything;

in all the flowers and the icy hail; frigid like the tail of

any comet; absorbing starlight; starring-eyed and dust-laden,

 

contemplating in polarized electromagnetism;

photosynthesis and transpiration; transformation;

preserved existence and fossilized language;

 

all basking in the same warmth of this nurturing sun;

encircling God in this reality of shifting hues that create

a heliotropic and sun-following flow. God is omnipresent

 

among the things of her memory. She merges them into

a sweet caramel. Her name is Eve, and she is waiting

to be devoured by the necrophagous worms.

 

Jintishi Poem for the Heaven's Strings

A frozen time brings hush and heavy snow

to fall over the silver fir;

to cherish God and to be snowed up

while harmonizing with hymns of faith~

no bees to fly on high, forgotten falls;

sins await absolution and every bush

transforms into a snow devil;

birds' eyes, chirps, and memories

in the tree trunk~ love heart;

Angels with wings hover nearby,

while the forest longs for renewal,

yet faces the threat of being felled.

This is a time of revivification

through suffering and love.

The starlight envelops the silence of the world.

Sacred songs touch

the core of the heavens;

absorption and disappearance.

 

Shooting Stars

 

He moved through her life

as a comet orbiting the Earth—

never making contact,

yet leaving behind only

ephemeral shooting stars. 

She yearned to encounter him and feel

his presence, but such a connection

would only result in suffering within.

She found solace in her solitude,

which resembled an ordinary stone,

often overlooked on the shore.

This solitude was increasingly

shaped by the relentless waves.

She entered a timeless space of transformation,

allowing her memories to dissolve in a final wave,

one that resonated a bit longer before

fading into nothingness.