When We Were Free

We trod the cobbled courts around Karluv Most Played the fiddle in Piazza San Marco Gambled with rain in Gamla Stan Bought books in Berlin Awaited the spring in Amsterdam And then it stopped. In seven days the world ended Packed up… Read More ›

Happy People

Happy people don’t write poetry, they say Words and thoughts don’t burden their days © 2020 Erna Grcic 

Recent Posts

  • Beneath the Surface

    I’m glad to announce that my long-awaited poetry collection Beneath the Surface is finally out and ready for pre-orders on Amazon! Having said that, let’s talk a bit about the collection itself. from ‘Stopping Time’ We’re waiting by the roadside.What… Read More ›

  • On a Cloudy Day

    The sun appeared out of nowhere and cast its golden breathacross the furniture. It stroked the pillows,ruffled the plant’s rowdy leaves and upset the candle. I blinked a couple of timesand it was goneas if it had never been there… Read More ›

  • The Sea

    Close your eyes and listen to the sea As it crashes against the shore Rocking the bones of long-lost ships Grinding mighty rocksInto smithereens © 2020 Erna Grcic, Beneath the Surface Comment: This is the first stanza of the poem… Read More ›

  • Socially Distant

    Tedium and isolation have arrived holding hands and pirouetting along the balcony railing on a rainy afternoon. © 2020 Erna Grcic 

  • Sara Badawieh’s Beige and Blue: A Book Review

    ‘Today a monster has been born.’  This is not how typical romance books begin, and Sara Badawieh’s Beige and Blue is anything but a typical romance book. It is an intense, fast-paced, romantic thriller that follows Samar, the twenty-something protagonist,… Read More ›

  • The Everywoman: Kim Jiyoung, Born 1982

    “I wanted to write about the everyday and common but nonetheless undeserved experience of women around me,” said Cho Nam-Joo in an interview for the New York Times, and this is exactly what one can expect from her ground-shaking novel:… Read More ›

  • Vesna, the Goddess of Youth and Spring

    ‘Just look at those fools,’ Morana sighed, her dark eyes squinting at the cheering group of villagers gathered around a burbling brook.   ‘I thought you’d get used to it by now, they burn you and drown you every spring,’… Read More ›

  • To the Surface

    Hello my lovelies, it’s been a couple of months since I started my self-imposed hiatus and, I’m glad to say, it’s been quite a creative and productive period for me. Good news and announcements first: the project that I started… Read More ›

  • Dazhbog and Zorya: The Provider and the Auroras

    The sky was still the colour of a thick ink stain when Dazhbog emerged from Nav at the root of the World Tree. He clasped his large fists at the nape of his head, stretched and yawned making a sound… Read More ›

  • In the Darkest Depths

    Be not afraid of whirlpools, of strong winds, and murky waves. Fear the creature that dwells in the darkness deep, the ice-shackled Kraken, that threatens to surface and your soul to keep. With your every stroke in the cheery water… Read More ›