I feel only the sea getting closer, my love
crushing my vertebrae
until the soul opens widely its cataracts
and raises to the sun
overwhelmed by pollen
I hear only the sea, my love
sneaking under the wet clothes
like your irresolute stale fingers
silent gangrene growing in my flesh
jellyfish springs through wide orbits
shedding light on us
traducere personală a poemului meu "sfârşitul perioadei albastre"
if others slithered between two air columns
the child who had never learned the race was running
as if swimming face to face with an ocean’s wall
his head like an iron ball
dragging the motionless body
only as far as the tethered roots could stretch
when his father carried him on his shoulders
the child felt through his nostrils
how the man’s steps slice the air
how the wind passes close to the ears as if
walking is another kind of flight allowed only to others
a perfectly directed music
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