Sunday, January 19, 2025

THE IRIS FLOWER OF YOUR HEART : Poem by Iris Calif and Its Review by Angela Kosta


My beloved
In the crown of the Iris heart flower of heaven,
I am dripping a golden- painted dawn into your eyes,
The prayer of the holy sun rain land, silenced her voice,
The hidden wind blows; the secrets of my wild moon dance
I remove the essence of the clothing of my Iris flower soul
in front of the halo river rock of your body.
I am the naked ballerina, The living Iris flower of heaven,
dancing your living Iris heart
My wet lips whispering to the purity of the human beauty darkness of the Night of the loving;
Breath
Tonight
I am dripping,
The Iris flower of Your heart.

©️ Iris Calif 
Israel 


Review :-
The poem: "The Iris Flower of Your Heart" by the poetess Iris Calif explores the theme of love through symbolic metaphors, in which the figure of the Iris flower represents the purity, beauty, and spirituality of the love that the poetess holds for her beloved. The poetess uses the Iris, (which she shares the same name with), a flower that in myths and culture symbolizes harmony, rebirth, and light, to express a love that is as powerful as it is delicate and fragile.

In the verses, the poetess describes an encounter between human love and divine love, where the "crown of the heart" of the Iris flower becomes a metaphorical representation of the eternal spiritual union between the beloved and the lover. The poetess describes her beauty as a "naked ballerina" and her heart as a "living Iris flower," suggesting that love, like the flower, is pure, transparent, alive, and natural.

Her dance, in nature and spirituality, is closely intertwined with her vision of love, which appears as an act of sacredness and beauty in a world that oscillates between light and darkness. The "breath" mentioned at the end suggests a deep intimacy and a connection that goes beyond words, a moment of silent and intense communion.

©️ ANGELA KOSTA
ALBANIA

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