"Celtic Legend" is the author's first collection of poetry, which has been inspired by the common historical roots between the ancient Bulgarians and the ancient Celts, which could be studied more closely in an ethnographic, mythological and generic aspects. Visiting the first known Celtic town in the world - Hallstadt, Austria, the author got an idea of a journey connecting the past and the present and is making a lyrical invitation for the reader to follow her.
From the book:
The wood… The morn was playing.
Perfume – resin and earth.
The early dew was laying,
Remembering a birth.
The spirits’ feast is over.
The paper lanterns sleep.
Their homes – with soft moss covered,
And gifts were apples sweet.
The juicy fruit… Oblivion,
The drink of honey gleams.
Elves who came in millions
Were honoured in a dream.
Mountains – gray and old as the land.
Their foreheads are furrowed.
Time Crosses them, leaving the sign
Of each moment on their wrinkles’ length
And clouds, tempting the poet
Who builds castles of air.
Cyclops – an open blue eye of a lake.
The wind hits their cheeks,
Wild paths conquer their peaks,
And rivers’ run cuts their veins.
And clouds tempting the poet
Who shares a secret of theirs.
Savageness, broad plane and freedom
Determine the eagle wing’s rhythm
To its marvellous flight to the clouds.