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Danila Stoyanova (1962-1984)

Poetress, translator of French and English, student of art at the Higher Institute of Theatrical Art in Sofia. Died of terminal illness. Publishers were slow to acknowledge her talent with a publication.

Danila Stoyanova
They say I don't love life . . .



They say I don't love life,



That I love the dead tulip and not the one that breathes,



That I'm in love with sobbing and I'm conscious



only of sarcastic grins,



That I prefer electric wind and rain to sun,



That I see predetermined tragedy in Spring,



That I regard the shroud as sacred,



That I can recognize Man solely in his bestial wisdom,



That elbowing through crowds thrills me.






A poor man's oddity or a delusion.






I just know my funeral will not be held.



For you can't bury someone



Who has levelled life with death



And lives in both.

translated from Bulgarian

Belin Tonchev

Last modified: December 6, 1997