Monday, February 17, 2025

Three Poems by Corina Junghiatu

THE BIRD OF INFINITY

In the high heavens,
where fire fades into the ink of night,
a bird unfolds its wings:
a puzzle of sun shards,
torn from its incandescent body of letters.

Its wings, bloodied by twilight,
gather unborn galaxies;
while its tail, a ladder to its dream,
unravels into strands of light.

The bird twists its tail
into a spiral that sketches, in the sky,
the symbol of infinity.
In its chest flows the cosmic alphabet,
the signs of Enoch drifting between its ribs.

And we, each of us,
carry within our spirit a Phoenix bird,
ready to burn, ready to rise again.

BENEATH WINTER’S LID

In the arms of twisted branches,
like spirals of silver,
toward the sky—a translucent membrane,
where silence hangs like a prayer
in crystalline stillness,
fall white butterflies,
born of frozen dreams,
like flakes of light,
melting into the lake
that mirrors a universe crushed beneath the ice.

On the lake’s shore,
the trees, colossal shadows,
cloaked in snow’s bark,
rise like living towers.
Their branches, bound in chains
of ice crystals,
take on bizarre forms,
like bodies without a beginning or end.

Beneath the dome of a glass sky,
the lake dreams of shadows dissolved in white,
beneath winter’s lid.

TO A TEAR

A tear
is not merely a translucent sphere
of melted light,
but a reflection of the infinite within the finite,
a microcosm
where all unspoken sorrows
and all ancestral longings are condensed.

A single tear
carries within it the weight of a destiny,
and when it touches the earth,
you can feel a tremor in the heart,
a seismic shift of the senses
that reconfigures the contours of the universe.

In its fall,
time halts,
and the entire world seems to sink
into that small, liquid sphere,
like into a vortex of melancholy,
where all colours merge with shadow
and all sounds blend
into absolute silence.

The tear does not shatter upon the ground,
but becomes part of the primordial waters of the world,
where all the tears
of those who have loved, suffered, and hoped to gather.

In the cosmic ocean of tears,
it finally finds peace,
embraced by broken hopes
and the scattered dreams of humanity.

- Corina Junghiatu
(Poet, Critic, and Cultural Ambassador)
Bucharest, Romania 


Corina Junghiatu, a celebrated poet and cultural ambassador from Bucharest, Romania, holds a Master’s degree in Philology and Psycho-pedagogy from the University of Bucharest. She has authored acclaimed collections such as “Exile in the Light” and “The Ritual of a Sunrise”. Fluent in five languages, her spiritually rich poetry has earned global recognition, with works featured in prestigious anthologies and awarded international accolades. She is the Editor-in-chief of VERSEUM LITERARY JOURNAL and THE POETRY TRIBUNE and the founder of thr literary forum Verseum&The Poetry Tribune.

2 comments:

  1. Awesome poems dear poet !Heartiest congratulations for your beautiful poetry and their publication !

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  2. Beauti poems with micro as well as macro metaphors

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