Monday, July 11, 2011


The shadows are thicker near the harbors,
the ships are looking like ghosts,
water runs cool and dry down my sleeve
and the memories are forgotten

They are coming from spaces that I will never see,
where the shadows are not different from the rest,
and my soul is their cargo, their dead weight,
but none of this matters any mor

--Peycho Kanev has been writing poetry for the past 10 years. His poems have appeared in more than 400 literary magazines. He is nominated for the Pushcart Award and lives in Chicago. His new poetry collection “Bone Silence” was released in September 2010 by Desperanto, NY.

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