Trips There and Back Into My Soulglimpses of life in words
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In the shade of foreign words |
Trips There and Back Into My Soulglimpses of life in words
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In the shade of foreign words |
Do you need a pause and some time off? Be with yourself and feel the life in your veins? This book offers to become a companion for such moments. The first English book of collected poetic texts of Kata Kabath is the poetry of everyday life melted with exotic smells and tastes of travel and love. All wrapped into a female soul. Interested? These poems from 2013-2018, illustrated by Olga Yakubovskaya and her beautiful aquarelles will take you to your own self. Chapters: Time Out, My Wandering Feet Life Within, The Two, Memories, Trips Into the Soul The electronic version of the book is available on www.amazon.com. The printed version will be a handmade copy produced in small batches based on request. Feel free to contact me. |
ISBN ePub: 978-80-88224-07-5
ISBN Mobi: 978-80-88224-08-2 ISBN PDF: 978-80-88224-09-9 106 pages Published: 2020 |
WANDERER
My fingers In the air Opening Closing again Feeling the breeze Between them All the free space No boundaries No enemies ...no friends... Yangon, Myanmar, January 19 2016 |
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WAITING FOR WORDS
Words... We expect some We say some We forget to say some And we say some We would rather forget We love some We hate some We greet some And feed some every day We abuse some And misuse some And starve them far away We smile at them They smile at us We bite them And they smile at us Or not Words Those little big things Between us and silence Creating meaning from nothing Or nothing from sense All those sophisticated expressions Between us and wisdom All those things Between us and us Pilsen, Czech Republic, Home Base, February 3 2013 Weng Foo’s comment: Words are food we feed each others. They build. And they crush. They leave behind strength. And scars. ALL IN ALL
Like branches Of an old tree Interwoven Connected Remembering Bus Yangon-Bagan, January 29 2016 Weng Foo’s comment: And they survive. |
EVENING HUG
The arms of the Universe Wrapped around me Hugging the tired Happiness within Another colourful Loving day over Weekend ahead The yellow underground, Prague, Czech Republic, Home base, June 9 2017 SADNESS
As vast As the desert Burned Its footprints Into my chest And heart Made my bones Cry Feel lonely Heavy And empty Flight 3K582 from Yangon to Singapore, February 7 2016 A HUMAN
An infectious Drop of stardust In the golden rain Of the Universe Contaminating Everything it touches With Life ...or Death Bus Yangon-Bagan, Myanmar, January 29 2016 BEDMATE
A purring Four-legged Vibration On my pillow Making me Fall asleep To the memory of Sparky, The Cat, Yangon, Myanmar, January 15 2016 |
ME
An evolving grain of stardust Here & now That‘s it That‘s the magic I can fly... Bangkok, Thailand, July 30 2015 SOULAND
Golden rain Falling from nowhere Spreading around Like a fairy‘s shiny robe On a meadow Secret inside each golden drop A tiny living soul in all To remember my inner golden temples, stupas and pagodas, Temples of Buddha, Bagan, Myanmar, January 29 2016 A WISH?
Dipped into the silence Of rush and words My soul is floating In the ocean of being As a goldfish Ready to fulfil your wish So...? Bangkok, Suvarnabhumi International Airport, Thailand, August 28 2015 DEEP DIVE
In my own time Diving into the morning With every splash Of the ocean Being closer & closer La Luna, Southern Samar, Philippines, June 23 2018 |
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