Valery Oisteanu

A chandelier of clouds twists over the mountains Signaling the launch of the morning But that will not end my dreams Which refuse to stop the apocalyptic nightmare The invisible reality lies undetected by the senses L...

The eyelid of the moon just opened The wind is never quiet in the desert Dunes of no return, caravans not ever stopping Where rain falls invisible leaving no trace Shape shifting humps reveal a sphinx At the edge of a...