Ivona Sophia


Ivona Sophia Poems

1. Every Fight Is A Foretaste Of Defeat 5/6/2005
2. Her 5/9/2005
3. Prayer To Love 5/9/2005
4. Friends 5/9/2005
5. I Teach Myself To Memorize You 5/9/2005
6. Castaways 5/9/2005
7. Entire World 5/9/2005
8. In An Imaginary Tomorrow 5/9/2005
9. Autumn 5/9/2005
10. Three Kings 5/9/2005
11. We Have Known Each Other 5/9/2005
12. A Miracle 5/6/2005
13. Allow Me To Get Used To It 5/6/2005
14. At Night 5/6/2005
15. Emptiness 5/6/2005
16. About The Oak Table Poem Number One 5/11/2005
17. About The Oak Table Poem Number Two 5/11/2005
18. A Dream 5/6/2005
19. About The Oak Table Poem Number Three 5/17/2005
20. For Craig 4/28/2005
21. Later 10/12/2005
22. Forget 10/12/2005
23. About The Oak Table Poem Number Four 10/12/2005
24. Never Alone 4/28/2005
25. A Thunderstorm Awakens Ghosts 10/12/2005
26. Usually I Start My Day Yawning 10/12/2005
27. Summer Street 10/12/2005
28. Sometimes 10/12/2005
29. A Game 10/12/2005
30. Our Space Between The Tropic Of Cancer And Capricorn 3/2/2006
31. With The First Light 3/2/2006
32. Tides 3/2/2006
33. The Subconscious 3/2/2006
34. Reharsal 3/2/2006
35. Interdependence 3/2/2006
36. Night Visitor 7/21/2006
37. Conversation 7/21/2006
38. Close-Up 7/21/2006
39. Chatroom 7/21/2006
40. On The Verge 7/21/2006

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Best Poem of Ivona Sophia

Everywhere In The World

everywhere in the world there are motels
with empty parking lots
waiting for couples
temporarily in love
without useless baggage.

in the nameless rooms,
everywhere the same,
they tame their bodies
still wild,
still hungry.

they mark territories
with wet towels,
fingerprints on empty bottles,
drops of sweat
on the pillows.

they fasten buttons, belts, buckles,
fix their hair,
burn lips with
the last kiss.

they go back to their houses
with the
cat and dog
and fireplace,
extinguished
long ago.

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Her

bits of the mirror
arranged together
pictures between somnolence
and sleep
enclosed in silence
tender sounds of the past
remembrance of taste
on the tip of the tongue
geometry of the body
written in scents of affairs

fragment of sky
trapped in her eyes

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