Writing Studio

Concrete Roses. Etude

23 May 2024
Tea rosesIn a crystal vaseDesperately reachingUpwardAs if…….It’s like there’s nothick in the concrete roof!As if the skyCloser and closer! And here it is,This melted skyIn the fringe of the fractureOf the concrete block“So romanticOn the gray our teal color”Whispered the roses,Through the storm of

Autumn in Italy

17 October 2024
by Anastasia Gracheva. Editing the English version by Francesco Petrilli In the mist, fields of grapes The long yellow autumn braids Intertwine.The rain in the night’s chill.It is autumn’s real. She always comes with the sad bells, Covered in fog, covered in rains, And brings in the clouds a night for the heartsease, And leaves
23 May 2024

I’m creating

Give me a watercolorI’m creating my April!Into the blue pastelThe brush glides
23 May 2024

Intuition

There’s a moment of unreality in my world. It’s like a spark,

In the lavender field

by Anastasia Gracheva In the lavender field I bring bad luck, The red heather with the heather white And the late October
30 October 2024

In my city tonight

by Anastasia Grcheva In my city tonightThe rustle of shadows and the song of the seagull.Somewhere beyond the fogHalloween bells are ringing.
30 October 2024