World Poetry Celebrates The Wonderful Ana Nedelcu From Romania!

 Ariadne’s Notes: We are honoured to present the talented poet and writer, Ana Nedelcu from Romania. We thank her for her patience in waiting to be on site and look forward to more of her work. Welcome Ana!

Ana writes: “I am a 30 years old Romanian philologist, writer, expert in European studies and self-taught artist in sustainable design, stage performance and contemporary psychology/human behavior.

I am an upholder of comparative knowledge/multidisciplinary studies. Therefore, my life has been combining national and international self-formations and work activities from different kinds of domains – from eco-design to language interpretations, from stage performances to creative and social writing, from management to part of national and international youth networks, from youth events and conferences to educational and cultural voluntary work.

I have been writing poetry, essay, article and script for 10 years now and I have published online, in magazines, in several national literary anthologies but also in two international anthologies from Poetry Society of India.

Related to my literary insights, I find myself in poetry the most prolific creature of all, as verses are continuously flowing through my mind`s and heart`s eye. I get inspired by everything that surrounds me, from landscapes to people, from laughter to tears, from sound to touch, from the concrete to abstract.”

Poem for the World Poetry 2015:

 Distance. 

Her diary collapsed

At the fire of dawn

While writing its blast

Near the glass

Of a whispering cast.

No doubt about

This gentle bridge,

Volumes of winds

In the midst of the rich

Where her word

Is her sword

But just a figurative print

In his eyes cold…

‘’You can`t define its size

Of importance to me

Wondering if for thee…’’

Over the bridge

Is a full glittering yard

Where her verse lies

At the bottom of his dice.

He loves her from distance

‘’Fair is that?’’, she asks

Not to hold your darling

Wrap her around your arms.

She melted her eyes

In tears of morning dew

What`s left for the last?

Who`s in love with you?

Love from your distance

And you`ll suffer in silence

Along with the beloved

Who`s feelings

Are a compliance

But heart imprisoned.

Writer/Author – Ana – Lucretia Nedelcu (C)

Web address – https://ananedelcu.wordpress.com/