STARS
When I watch a pale, green sky,
At night, upon the hills,
I wonder if my garden bears
Such blowing daffodils;
And if the lustre of my dreams
Comes from those amber rills.
About This Book
The volume gathers short, lyrical poems that move between intimate confession and vivid, travel-tinted scenes, often using sea, desert, and carnival imagery to evoke longing and desire. Many pieces treat love, loss, and memory with devotional or elegiac tones, transforming personal feeling into music and visual metaphor. Occasional persona poems and translated voice-poems recall distant cultures and theatrical figures, while recurring motifs—stars, fires, pools, and painted streets—anchor the collection’s contemplative mood.