Submission by Kirila Cvetkovska

[Kirila Cvetkovska]

OBSERVATION

 

We fetch rays of light

in evenings of irksome gaiety.

Do you trust the notion of mania

when seasons change?

It’s spring and I see you as a

blooming daffodil

exploding in full range.

 

I see a combustion of sentiments

breaking into my head.

It’s spring and I see you

as a bluebell

ringing and pulling a thread.

 

It’s spring and I see you

in the distance

dancing to a primordial vibration.

I see you as a fallen angel

contagiously spreading an attraction.

This poem is unpublished.

Biography:

Kirila Cvetkovska, Macedonian, Macedonia 1990, currently living in Macedonia.

I am Kirila Cvetkovska, an artist and art historian from Macedonia. My research and art practice dwell on the themes of collective memory, reminiscence, loss and detachment, analyzing the cross-cultural values that encompass these issues and their manifestation. I am engaged in discovering the links between poetry, photography, history, art history and psychology, while generating a blend of empirical and artistic examination of the past and current social, as well as personal tensions we experience. My particular practice is a quest for nurturing creativity and original expression, meditating on the exchange of cultural values and liberating oneself from the restraints of consumerism.

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