Eugene Issaus


Eugene Issaus Poems

1. 26. Beach Walk 3/22/2006
2. 24. If 3/22/2006
3. 23. On The Train (For A Friend) 3/22/2006
4. 21. The Reservoir Of Memory 3/23/2006
5. 20. Night Walk—solitude 3/23/2006
6. 19. Gold Autumn Projections 3/23/2006
7. 18. White Precipitate 3/23/2006
8. 17. Half-Past Night, On The Edge Of Mind 3/23/2006
9. 15. Cinema 3/23/2006
10. 14. New Residence 3/23/2006
11. 11. Waver 3/23/2006
12. 10. The Way To Alpha Hall 3/23/2006
13. 34. the Tunnel Bus 3/26/2006
14. 16. Secret Garden 3/26/2006
15. 0. Foreword To Poems: Excursions To The Inner Landscape 3/26/2006
16. 09. Heat To The Power Of N 3/26/2006
17. 48. The Chant. From The Beginning Of Time. 2/29/2008
18. 06. Long Wind (4 Poems) 3/26/2006
19. 05. A Picture Of Sea Battle 3/26/2006
20. 04. Exist 3/26/2006
21. 03. Shame 3/26/2006
22. 02. Coagulated 3/26/2006
23. 39. The White Truck 5/22/2006
24. 45. night Sketches 9/17/2006
25. 50. Our Heart 2/29/2008
26. 51. On “bridge Over A Pool Of Water Lilies” By Monet 2/29/2008
27. 52. Seek (On Arvo Pärt’s “spiegel Im Spiegel”) 2/29/2008
28. 53. Would You Rather 2/29/2008
29. 54. The Path Of Lights 2/29/2008
30. 25. Bless 3/22/2006
31. 07. Dramatic Recital 3/26/2006
32. 36. When The Train Comes To A Stop 4/21/2006
33. 37. A Beggar, For Love 4/21/2006
34. 40. I’ve Got A Character Inside Me 6/14/2006
35. 42. Blue 6/29/2006
36. 00. Three Poems 10/14/2007
37. 38. Three Stanzas 5/14/2006
38. 49. Three Poems 2/29/2008
39. 33. Landscape—countryside By The Sea 3/22/2006
40. 12. Moonlight River 3/26/2006
Best Poem of Eugene Issaus

12. Moonlight River

Black horse, strolling alone, to the river
He lowers his neck and drinks the water
Black clouds, shading the rays from the sky

White horse, treading alone, to the river
She lowers her neck and drinks the water
Black clouds, fusing the shadow into the night

Gradually the clouds disperse, and the moon
Shines warmly on the black horse
It lifts up its head and looks around
The white horse has disappeared.


(Aug 23,2004)

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02. Coagulated

Cold breezes from the windows
when I sit and stare
the book flip open
the words begin to fuse
and my mind starts to blur
the clock stops, and then reverse
the second-hand backwards, the minute-hand forwards
the Earth spins in S-shape

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