Iulia Gherghei (Romania)

Iulia Gherghei (Romania)
Iulia Gherghei, Romanian poet of English expression, graduated from University of Bucharest as information technology expert, has published her first poetry collection in 2012 at blurb.com.
Prisoners of Cinema Paradiso was edited by Brian Wrixon. She mainly publish her poems on Facebook. She was also published in many e-zines or poetry sites like Destiny Poets, where she received the honour to be chosen Poet of the year in 2012. In 2015 she won the poetry contest of the Blackwater Poetry group on Facebook. She was part of many anthologies, one of them being The Significant Anthology , anthology edited by Koshy A V and Reena Prasad.
In 2020 some of her poems were translated in Turkish by Baki Yiğit in several Turkish literary magazines.
Also starting this year she has her own author page on MadSwirl.com site.
In January 2021 her poem ‘An imaginary friend’ received The poem of the year award on Destiny Poets site.
A winter encounter
I wear the mask
And the mask wears my lipstick
A kind of revenge you may say
The winter is here to stay
To poke my eyes with its barren trees
I wear my mask to hide the death my breath contains
Separated by a thin wall of cloth
I become my own god in my own universe
Like that man who grew a forest in a perfectly sealed jar
You, a god of your own, poisoned by your own breath
A galaxy that I may very well avoid
You insist to stare into my eyes
The hormonal codes of one and zero start running
Stars are born in, quasars get eaten by black holes
A whole universe learns a new math
But I am shy and I am wearing a mask
And I let pass this madness for another carnival
Blessing after blessing
How lucky I am
This year my heaters are warm
Yes, is that time of the year when I count my blessings
A middle aged woman, a single mother of a teenager daughter praying to survive her moods and furies
My apartment doors lost their minds and their hinges from all that slamming
The neighbours walk on their tiptoes around us
I am a short fuse bomb, she is one too
Lucky for us, we must wear masks and so we can contain the babbling and the cursing for ourselves
The doggie is young and she loves us for the treats
You can see in her eyes she is not afraid of witches
The heaters are warm, the Netflix movie is running, the winter is chewing harmless at my ledges
Blessing after blessing, I hardly notice the pandemics
The poet and his island
The poet walked in helping himself with a cane
But one could easily see that he carresed many thighs in his time
Whom he then rounded about in rhymes
On his island all the women melt in the Mediterranean sea
So the poet has to leave the vers free
To build a maize of subtle meanings
To lure back the maddened sirens
Maddened by his rocky kisses
The poet was reciting
The poet rolls out verses in an unknown language
The way he breaths in the h’s is familiar to me though
The sounds emitted are faucal, like spell of some sort
The poet has a warm smile as if he met some old friend
And in his eyes he wears all the warmth of his island

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