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INSTEAD OF HEAVEN | Rozalia Aleksandrova – Bulgaria

Rozalia Aleksandrova lives in Plovdiv, Bulgaria. She was born in the magical Rhodope Mountains, the cradle of Orpheus. Author of 11 poetry books: “The House of My Soul” (2000), “Shining Body” (2003), “The Mystery of the Road” (2005), “The Eyes of the Wind” (2007) , “Parable of the key” (2008), “The Conversation between Pigeons” (2010), “Sacral” (2013), “The Real Life of Feelings” (2015), “Pomegranate from Narrow” (2016), “Brushy”(2017), “Everything I did not say”(2019). Editor and compiler of over ten literary almanacs, collections and anthologies. She is a member of the Union of Bulgarian Writers

Her poems was translated into many languages: Polish, English, Spanish,  Serbian, Italian, Albanian, Greek, Turkish. Her poems have been published in many prestigious collections, almanacs, literary magazines and websites in Bulgaria, Europe and the world: “Literary world” Bulgaria – 2014, 2016, 2017…; “Wiersze wybrane – Rozalia Aleksandrowa” – London, UK -2015;  antologies “Metafora wspolczesnosci” from 2017  –  (USA, Poland); “Şiirden Yayıncılık” – Istanbul 2017, 2018;   “The Year of the Poet” – USA – 2018, 2020; “The Poet”- (UK, 2019, 2021); Grihaswamini magazine, India – 2020;   Azahar, Spain 2021; “Poemame”, Spain – 2021;  Poetic Galaktic – ATUNIS 2021; Antology “Serbia, World Poets 2021”; “Poetry and Literature World Vision” –Bangladesh 2021; „Under the Azure Scy” – India – 2021; “World poets, female voices” (English poems) – Netherland – 2021 and other

In March 2006 she created a poetic-intellectual association “Quantum and Friends” for the promotion of quantum poetry in civil society, Plovdiv and Bulgarian phenomenon. Initiator and organizer of the International Festival of Poetry SPIRITUALITY WITHOUT BORDERS from 2015

 

I see your eyes

Caresses

And dear

horizon

Blue-green

headlights flicker

My essence

And a moan

It’s as if they came

from constellations

truths

A flock of sparkles

waves

Gifts

throw

And they return

purified

Two

reborn

souls

SOMETIMES

It hurts from the impossibility

to become

an amphibian

And The Goldfishes

hold you back

at the king bed

And the true home

is past

But the sun is excavating

water columns

The divers

hunt on them

destiny

And the impossible

is

a white lightning

calling

to open spaces

And embraces

PRIMARY

 

The Doubts

The naked questions

We melted in bliss

Man and woman

And Someone

who

dissolves

the Universal

gates

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