Raquel Angel Nagler
Biography of Raquel Angel Nagler
My name is Raquel Angel Nagler. I was born in Haifa, Israel, in 1949. After my army service I studied in Haifa University (B.A. in statistics and economics) . Later on I graduated from the medical school of Padua, italy, and specialized in pneumology.
For the last 27 years I am living and working in Athens, Greece. My family includes a husband, a son and two cats.
A few years ago I became deeply interested in Buddhism and after a while I got into the irreversible habit of writing.
You can find more of my poems at www.trilogyofthemirrors.com
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Raquel Angel Nagler Poems
In the depth of my mind My thoughts don't see. Like fish at the bottom of the ocean The feel their way among old sunken ships:
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QUOTE: 'We can't grasp the unique metamorphosis of reality. We can't grasp beauty' - R.M. Rilke Maybe beauty Is a moon in the water.
Behind the line of solitude, hardened on the lips, My rocks live with their back to the sea, Still looking for the face of the rain: The purified memories.
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Maybe The road means promise. I voyage by you To a 'sometime' named future
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You: an adolescent river. Young water. I drink you with all the mouths I have: The mouth of thirst. The mouth of laughter. The mouth of loneliness.
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You: whole. Wounded. Sensual. Pure. Aerial. Terrestrial. Your name: night. Your name: love.
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I find my words In the depth of my sigh. In the whisper of my eyes.
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My poems: A map of edges. The frontiers of my silence.
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QUOTE: 'How is it possible to live, since the elements of life remain beyond our reason: death, love' - R.M. Rilke Maybe Reason is a blind mirror.
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QUOTE: 'When we are young we do not know where to locate the center of our life' - R.M. Rilke It's evening in my soul Yet, I don't know
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I write words As lost, as definite As steps in the night.
The ritual of dinners Beneath the weight of twilight The table-cloth, Soaked with the smell of little dinners,
A pond Ruby birds of autumn Drink the water mirror, their captive halcyon days, In the human way:
The Fear Of Feelings Or: Feelings, Our B...
Feelings have no surnames, As if they were shadows, the child we never wanted, Yet, it is our own.