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imaginea utilizatorului Virgil

unmistakable beauty

...

you’ll never understand me
o my friend
as my dog will never understand me
I was the steel child of my communist age
hard and beaten as a rock
deep and quiet
as a smoke cloud in the winter I was
fear my perfect toy
thousands worlds molded out of it
the joy of invisible theatre
the music of silence
words that nobody can remember today
spoken with courage and sorrow

imaginea utilizatorului marlena

Vocea ne devansează ,הקול הולך לפנינו

Din volumul "Oublier en avant"

הקול הולך לפנינו

ההד מקדים את הקול

הפנים הולכות לפנינו

הצל מקדים

השיר קודם לנו

הוא כל יכול

ככל שרוצים לקורא

הוא מתכסה בחול

vocea ne devansează
ecoul devansează vocea

profilul nostru ne devansează
umbra - si ea la fel

poezia ne precede
în deșert
cu cât ne străduim să o pătrundem
se scufundă și mai mult
în nisip

imaginea utilizatorului Madalina Cauneac

Look up

There is one thing I am sure of
My grandmother was the woman who influenced my childhood
In such a matter that I used to dream about dying next to her when I'll get old
But time has passed and I left the house in which
I used to wake up listening to her voice
One day she told me
Careful little person there is a strange world out there
She never said dangerous and never advised me to be afraid
Just to be careful because the monsters you'll meet are pretty and friendly
They'll drag you after them to some killing fields

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