Peycho Kanev is the author of 4 poetry collections and two chapbooks, published in USA and Bulgaria. He has won several European awards for his poetry and he’s nominated for the Pushcart Award and Best of the Net. His poems have appeared in many literary magazines, such as: Poetry Quarterly, Evergreen Review, Front Porch Review, Hawaii Review, Barrow Street, Sheepshead Review, Off the Coast, The Adirondack Review, Sierra Nevada Review, The Cleveland Review and many others.
I’m writing to you right now
and I see myself in the future
thinking about the present and
trying to remember your name.
The past is bright as an envelope.
And as if my right hand is divinely
directed I point at the wrinkled
mirror as I continue to write with
my left one.
Once I looked at your face
through my fingers as if I was watching
a horror movie as a child
Many blizzards passed from that moment
like a water snake
Virgil, tell me when will this path
It’s all the same
From the beginning
it’s all the same
the trees the mountains
the chemical compounds
the wind the water—
I am spending the night
with her in her somewhere
Nobody can take that away from us
My name is
legion of us