in the stark still of the dark bowl
I have detected the spinning disks of gold
carelessly tossed by the ticklish tide
admired by the coffin crowd
their indifference replaces the loss
giving my heart the playful bite
of painful remorse that haunts me in the park
unexpectedly in due course
so trembles the hectic phantom of yours
when the delicate twitter of meadow-larks
is neither voiced nor blessed
the peregrination of my world
has come unstuck but not the Cat's
unmoved posture how I envy it
these seventh compact eyes
where comparative wisdom lies
how dreadfully I lack
your seductive lover's sight
imprinted in my ferocious heart
unfed and yearning for the supreme of you
as it brings on mute peace
to the tussling plucked crow of night
with the Cat's might
let the puzzled soul resurrect aside
in one piece




A reply: certain things need correcting
To anyone interested – as somebody calls it, "this author has not published anything yet", it is true, I confirm it in person, let me clear it up, in English.
But I managed to publish one tiny book of teen poetry during my studies in Poland. Unluckily, all in Polish /well, by the way, I don't think writing in one's native language is something unlucky or a fault at all/ What must be important, under my maiden's name, Lubińska. The book was published in 1994 by Arkona Publishing Co. and it has got the following ISBN 83-902266-6-9. As far as I remember the distribution failed - didn't know what to do with all those volumes, find an agent? distribute them myself? burn them? this technical sort of things doesn't preoccupy me too much...
Perhaps not so worth reading at all, yet it is not for me to make a decision... I gave up the writing for a long time.. but have just come back to it, you know, it is a kind of must one shan't struggle with...
Olga Katarzyna Lachowska