Mirror
I want to create images that would touch the viewer’s soul to some degree.
Tarkovsky
My soul touched the wind
the wind that blows the rye
the field waves like the sea
you can hear it shshshshsh
the wind sounds like the sea
a man is standing, facing the rye that waves like the sea
you are there, just watching
you don’t want it to end
the wind touched my soul, the man, the sea
the rye made a sound of shshshshsh
Csilla Toldy lives in Ireland. Her poetry collection Red Roots – Orange Sky was published by Lapwing Publications Belfast, followed by an anthology of short fiction, poetry and memoir. These poems are from a yet unpublished collection Vertical Montage.