Публикувано от: bogpan | октомври 25, 2021

World poetry anthology

I thank the editor for including my poem in this wonderful anthology!

Публикувано от: bogpan | октомври 24, 2021

Big honor!

Публикувано от: bogpan | октомври 23, 2021

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не мога да изляза

от тази стая
щурците са твърде
тъмни
тази нощ

Публикувано от: bogpan | октомври 18, 2021

Poetry in Romania

Thanks to Trandafir Simpetru, editor of the Romanian electronic magazine „Vocealiterara“!

https://vocealiterara.ning.com/blog/poezii-de-bozhidar-pangelo-bulgaria

Публикувано от: bogpan | октомври 16, 2021

Poems on festival.

http://www.magazineghorsowar.com/2021/10/poems-on-festival.html

Публикувано от: bogpan | октомври 6, 2021

Festival issue part one 6th October

Thanks to the editor for including my poem in this beautiful issue of the magazine!

http://www.magazineghorsowar.com/2021/10/festival-issue-part-one-6th-october.html?fbclid=IwAR08qF-5FBmjUU87YOC22yl3b89yBpiAWA1WYKSUGQMyRsI1DsjqzH3Jluo

Публикувано от: bogpan | август 10, 2021

The Man With The Round Hat, poetry by Bogpan at Spilwords.com

Spillwords.com presents: The Man With The Round Hat, poetry by Bogpan, born in October in the city of the chestnut trees, Sofia, Bulgaria.

Източник: The Man With The Round Hat, poetry by Bogpan at Spilwords.com

Публикувано от: bogpan | юли 16, 2021

Da quanto tempo

almerighi

Photo by ROMAN ODINTSOV on Pexels.com

da quanto tempo siamo senza legami con la storia
dentro una sala d’attesa di soltanto due posti
.
tutto si basa sull’ipotesi di un bacio lungo e straordinario
prima che le porte chiudano

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Публикувано от: bogpan | юли 6, 2021

The man with the round hat

The man with the round hat
it stops suddenly and as if
sinks into the green shadow of the hill

sharp sound

probably already pruning tea
roses from last summer
or for the future

summer that hides in the noise
of the river that ends with a rainbow

I see a red flower in the middle of a mown
grass and it cuts me

Публикувано от: bogpan | юли 5, 2021

yes spring

I sit and slowly respect myself
because my gaze is wasted
so early and so late for
emerald fires Yes spring

one’s pupils shine even now
now the world is a mouse
now it’s Robinson Crusoe
it is a consolation to see some by the hand
Yes spring

slow skies pass by
new pimples swell
and farewells

https://www.newasocialpoetry.com/poetry/bozhidar-pangelov-demosten

Публикувано от: bogpan | март 29, 2021

Geo Milev: ‘The Icons are Sleeping’ and ‘September’ Translated by Tom Phillips

The High Window

*****

The Bulgarian poet, translator and critic Geo Milev (1895-1925) was a leading figure in European modernism, but his work has only rarely been translated into English. The poems here are considered to be among his most important: ‘The Idols Are Sleeping’ (1922) is a reworking of five traditional Bulgarian songs while ‘September’ (1924) is Milev’s response to the violent suppression of a popular uprising against the right-wing coup in Bulgaria in 1923. Milev was secretly executed during state-led reprisals against the communist bombing of Sofia’s St Nedelya church in 1925.

Finally, it is worth mentioning that in the originals Milev makes much use of rhyme and that even those of us  with no Bulgarian may appreciate the opportunity of  listening to the astonishing sound effects he achieves in a poem like ‘September’. I have therefore added a link to it at the bottom of this feature.

*****

Tom Phillips

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https://www.newasocialpoetry.com/poetry/bozhidar-pangelov-mart2021?fbclid=IwAR0vShKReeXQSQ6dpR5f_lwMxoEy8giIZb9ZOEB8l267TOaVqX4P-Gd1fOo

https://www.newasocialpoetry.com/poetry/2021/01/18/bozhidar-pangelov-finei

Публикувано от: bogpan | март 1, 2021

Celebrating Baba Marta

Bulgarians celebrate on March 1 a centuries-old tradition and exchange martenitsi . The tradition of giving friends red-and-white interwoven strings brings health and happiness during the year and is a reminder that spring is near

Публикувано от: bogpan | февруари 27, 2021

winter

winter
 more winter
 the blue bird shrinks on the bare branch
 of the chestnut against my window

 the sky is blue

Публикувано от: bogpan | декември 5, 2020

World Haiku Series 2019 (185) Haiku by Vania Stefanova

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Публикувано от: bogpan | октомври 19, 2020

Novelty

“Behold the summer has passed,
as if it never happened.”*

from the new summer
remained
the sudden rain
which demolishes the tip
and the first leaf from
the inevitable autumn

Only this is not enough.”*
*A. Tarkovsky

Публикувано от: bogpan | октомври 16, 2020

Month: септември 2020

Божидар Пангелов – Неизбежната есен

Публикувано от: bogpan | октомври 16, 2020

Month: юни 2020

Божидар Пангелов – Свечеряване

Публикувано от: bogpan | април 12, 2020

Without a shadow

The night is yours
like a curve of an arm.
Прочети още…

Публикувано от: bogpan | април 11, 2020

Phineus*

On the islands, so beautiful
in the blue azure, the infinite
live dethroned kings
(their kingdom is not here).
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Публикувано от: bogpan | април 3, 2020

The Road To Halicarnassus

„To die, to sleep—
No more—and by a sleep to say we end!”
– Shakespeare /Hamlet: Act 3, scene 1/

The Road To Halicarnassus

Божидар Пангелов – Троя

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