Публикувано от: bogpan | юли 22, 2019

La vita è bella

I thank miombopublishing editor Mbizo Chirasha for this wonderful announcement.
„Meet one of Bulgaria finest poet soon to be featured in TIME OF THE POET PROFILES:

:Bozhidar Pangelov was born in the soft month of October in the city of the chestnut trees, Sofia, Bulgaria, where he lives and works. He likes joking that the only authorship which he acknowledges are his three children and the job-hobby in the sphere of the business services. His first book Four Cycles written entirely with an unknown author but in a complete synchronous on motifs of the Hellenic legends and mythos. The co-author (Vanja Konstantinova) is an editor of his next book Delta and she is the woman whom The Girl Who… is dedicated to. His last (so far) book is The Man Who.. In June 2013 a bilingual poetry book A Feather of Fujiama is being published in Amazon as a kindle edition. Some of his poems are translated into Italian, German, Polish, Russian, Chinese, Turkish, Arabic, Romanian, Portuguese and English languages and are published on poetry sites as well as in anthologies and some periodicals all over the world. Bozhidar Pangelov is on the German project Europe .. takes Europa ein Gedicht, Castrop Rauxel ein Gedicht RUHR 2010 and the project SPRING POETRY RAIN 2012, Cyprus.
His penname “bogpan” means “god Pan” – in Greek religion and mythology.

La vita è bella

Out of this word was born
time – rainbows of clouds
or of fern.
And laughter or sadness rings –
shining mornings or dusk
of the peaks so high.
The life repeats itself
inevitable and like a death, –
after the pyre – dust,
and then a flower.
And how many others
will speak to the stars,
with blazing hands will look for
some signs. And we, dear,
will be the splashes
of that sea boundless,
that always
loves.

Life is splendid!


Responses

  1. Awesome introduction:))

  2. lol, замечателно, Виктория:))

  3. 🤘😂

  4. La vita è bella

    Da questa parola nacque il
    tempo: arcobaleni di nuvole
    o di felce.
    E risate o tristezza risuonano:
    splendenti mattinate o crepuscoli
    dalle cime così alte.
    La vita si ripete
    inevitabile e come una morte, –
    dopo la pira – polvere,
    e poi fiore.
    E quanti altri
    parleranno alle stelle,
    con le mani ardenti cercheranno
    segni. E noi, cari,
    saremo spuma
    di quel mare sconfinato,
    che
    ama sempre .

    La vita è splendida!

    rubo!!!

  5. Wow! Great taste for poetry. Thank you so much, Flavio!

  6. […] di Bozhidar Pangelov, qui: https://bogpan.wordpress.com/2019/07/22/la-vita-e-bella-2/ […]


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