DAGINNE AIGNEND & CARL SCHARWATH - POEMS

Daginne Aignend is a pseudonym for the Dutch writer, poetess, and photographic artist Inge Wesdijk.She likes hard rock music and fantasy books. She is a vegetarian and spends a lot of time with her animals.Daginne posted some of her poems on her Facebook page and on her fun project websitehttp://www.daginne.com, she’s also the co-editor of Degenerate Literature, a poetry, flash fiction, and arts E-zineShe has been published in many Poetry Review Magazines, in the bilingual anthology (English/Farsi), ‘Where Are You From?’ and in the Contemporary Poet’s Group anthology ‘Dandelion in a Vase of Roses’. Three poems are translated in Serbian and published in the Literary Review Belgrado.

Carl Scharwath, has appeared globally with 100+ journals selecting his poetry, short stories, essays or art photography.Two poetry books 'Journey To Become Forgotten' (Kind of a Hurricane Press).and 'Abandoned' (ScarsTv) have been published. Carl is the art editor for Minute Magazine, a dedicated runner and 2nddegree black- belt in Taekwondo.

This work was a collaboration between Daginne Aignende and Carl Scharwath where each artist wrote a poem for the others photography.

DISCLOSURE
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​(poem by Daginne Aignende, photography by Carl Scharwath)

​​In her world of
 
hidden emotions
 
she like to draw
 
mysterious smiles.
 
Posing herself as
 
a confident and
 
aeertive pretty woman
 
willing to rise to all
 
of  life's challenges.
 
A frail paper mask,
 
easily crumpled into
 
a wrinkled wad.
 
Once unfold, it unveils
 
she forgot to draw
 
the smile
 
in her eyes.

​PENANCE

​​(poem by Carl Scharwath, photography by Daginne Aignende)

​The night continues
wary, wanting, alone
seduced by spells
above the sky.
 
The unsettled twilight
and you converse
to barren sounds
beneath the stars.
 
The world changed
swallow your fears
rabid visions await
wavering in silence.
 
A fence galloping
transversing the panorama
riegning you into
only one world.
 
Unlearn your past
create black shadows
with shaking hands
at the crossroads.