• Pawel Markiewicz

The Spring Awakening



The springtide wakes up not only in dreams. The

snowdrops blooming in the moony garths. One listens to propitious paradise.

The dearest graylag geese coming in flocks.


I think of genus Primula from afar.

The wild boar piglets were born in a grove.

I feel springwards the warmness of a soul.

Native dreameries are fulfilled galore.


Springtide be primeval home of Naiads!

I taste the verdure of some climes.

You are dreamy like fairylike bouts.

The friends of springy morn – are tender owls.


I can praise, bewitch Ovidianly.

Thus, I am able to enchant peaceably.


Paweł Markiewicz - 1983, was born in Siemiatycze, lives in Bielsk Podlaski - Poland. He writes poetry as well as short fiction. He likes short forms as haiku.