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LOVE AND
LONELINESS - a book
BY ALEX TELMAN
Preface to a new millennium: selected poems 1979-1999
The
Futile Struggles of I.M. Graves
Snapshots of People I have Never Met
AWARD WINNING POEMS IN THIS EDITION
The
Space Between Two Pages
The
Stranger I Have Known Forever
The
Suffocating Flake of Snow
OTHER POEMS PLACED IN COMPETITIONS
The
Twin Towers Of Love
It
Always Hurts
The
Moment Passes
 Alex
Telman
(BA, LLB, DipClHyp, GradDipEd, MEd, MBA)
Born in Wroclaw, Poland, May 4,1956;
came to Australia 1962.
Studied Arts, Law and Education.
Alex Telman’s poetry is dedicated to people building bridges to
greater communication, understanding and empathy. In his own quest
for greater understanding, Alex has for many years been a Business
Owner, Barrister, University Lecturer and Teacher of English. He has
got to know and understand the needs of many people from diverse
stations in life; corporate CEOs, performers, authors, researchers,
politicians and countless other intriguing people with vivid life
experiences to learn from. Equally important have been the
‘ordinary’ people he has known, living out their rich and meaningful
lives.
“The
most important lesson I have learnt in life is that we are all
struggling- life is complex and full of mysteries and
contradictions. My poetry is about real people, relationships and
experiences that we can all learn from. Life is a wonderful journey
and I believe we should make good use of the precious time and
talents we have been given. We should look at the world around us,
as well as the mysteries within us, as we seek understanding and
harmony within ourselves, and let’s be thankful for each moment we
have in this beautiful and painful existence called ‘Life’ ”
---- Alex Telman
The Least You
Could Do
The least you
could do is
pick up the phone
and
say
a few
kind
words
The Stranger I
Have Known Forever
Which reminds me
I met you at a carpark
At Manly on the Water,
You bared your soul that night,
A throw-away wife and daughter.
What kind of shit was that?
For twenty months my open hand
was fastened to your throat
and my open lips flooded with the river
of your breathing,
but you would not die with me
and every night I died alone,
buried in a love without Love
lost in a space without Space
trapped in a time without Time.
“Come inside my starry solitude
woven of a fraying thread;
love me with your time,
love me with your space,” I begged
and for one precious moment our essences emptied
into one drop of pulsating seduction,
staining all my loves before you,
staining all my lovers after.
But you were a cliché,
a cool breeze on a warm summer’s morn’,
the stranger I have known forever-
I cracked two eggs
and made an omelette.
Love Song
Fuck you
Fuck this
Fuck everything
that you stand for
And all the
needless pain you put me through.
Fuck your hair
and fuck your smile
Fuck your pain
and fuck your anger
Fuck your future
and fuck your past
because I don’t
give a fuck about your
insecurities or
your unreasonable fear of rejection.
Fuck your minute
by minute eternity
Fuck your promise
never to leave and
fuck my promise
to chase you if you did.
Fuck what you’re
thinking
Fuck what you say
Fuck your
decisions and indecisions that
one of your
moment by moment eternities
will reverse.
Fuck your
holiness
Fuck your charity
Fuck your good
intentions
Fuck your
rebellion
Fuck your
forgiveness
Fuck your
suffering
Fuck your
intelligence and your reality that’s still sucking at my soul
and ripping the
life out of my guts,
and fuck this
sudden rush of blood to my head.
Fuck your life
because you fucked mine,
and fuck you
wanting to be alone
because I still
fucking love you.
read more
It’s a Strange Thing
Accept Change- Haiku
Your Confusion
Memories
of Special Kissing - Haiku
Together
The Space Between
Two Pages
The Suffocating
Flake of Snow
The Twin Towers of
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