MY SAGA
written by: Anahit Arustamyan
@anonarnune20141
Who will tell my saga without my lips? Must it be the steam of my life’s mist? My saga is a ladybird on a fairy tale’s chin. I wish this fairy tale wouldn’t get lean. Someone will tell it with some other lips. My saga is bound to my breathing scripts. I can still hear these whistling winds. Whose saga are they telling with their own lips? I can still hear these rustling leaves. They might pick my saga off my blue-eyed scripts.
She was born in Yerevan, Armenia, 1963. Poetry books: "The Queen Of Metaphors," "My Intoxicated Ink," "The Phantom's Dolphin," "Words In Flight," "The Canvas Of My Soul," "Where I Meet Myself," "Ink And Quill," the latest poetry book ''Autumn Songs For Nara.'' A novel, ''The Pilot.'' A memoir, ''The Lamp Lights The Way Back.'' Her books are available from Amazon, Lulu, Kobo Writing Life. Her works are also published in some international poetry anthologies and magazines, both online and in print.
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