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Jul 2017
WHEN THE CLOGS BLOSSOM
(когато цъфнат налъмите).

( for the one and only Onelia )

Stepping into
the forest was

stepping into
a fairy tale.

The trees gathered
‘round and soon

had him surrounded
inspecting this little

speck
of humanity

they the forest had
curiously come across.

I had, without knowing it
said goodbye

to the sky
which it seemed

had been turned off
with a click and

a snap of
a twig.

“How now
human boy!”

bellowed a bough
bowing to my frightened

little personhood.

Now and then a scrap
of sky appeared

held prisoner
as if it were

the last bit of sky
ever to be seen

a museum piece.

Here, now
lost in Bulgaria

I sat & listened
to my self

the blood within me
circulating  circumspectly.

The forest
watching me

as if deciding
which part

of me
to eat

. . .first.
* Bulgarians never say never….only….when the clogs blossom . Now I am not saying this never happened to me but not exactly in this way except in my mind!

I am bad at reality but Bulgarians never say that one is bad at something…they merely point out that you are “naked water” (гола вода).

But there are some things I am good at…like getting lost!

But a Donall like a Bulgarian doesn’t brag merely “pretends to be two and a half” (правя се на две и половина)

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"WHEN THE CLOGS BLOSSOM" =  (когато цъфнат налъмите = kogato tsafnat nalamite)

“naked water” (гола вода = gola voda)

“pretends to be two and a half” (правя се на две и половина = pravya se na dve i polovina)

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"WHEN THE CLOGS BLOSSOM" =  (когато цъфнат налъмите = kogato tsafnat nalamite)

“naked water” (гола вода = gola voda)

“pretends to be two and a half” (правя се на две и половина = pravya se na dve i polovina)
Donall Dempsey
Written by
Donall Dempsey  Guildford
(Guildford)   
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