words create worlds
Valentine’s Day has an equivalent in Romania and it’s called Dragobete’s Day. It’s celebrated today, February 24th. Legend says that Dragobete was the very kind and loving son of a woman called Dochia. This old woman was in charge of the passage of winter towards spring. Some sources state that due to his special kindness,
Brayed rails your mirrors glide in vain (a synchronicity of pains) eluding wheels of stories about love (your mirrors blindly walk on rusty trails) an always picture of your life (your mirrors decompose) innumerable paints exposed (on every silently-walked step) on cobblestones (the ancient rocks beneath your soles), the pavement ‘s insulated clock (the clock
The black dot trembled. The dot of life. History I could see in your eyes, dust raining on my arms, those arms of fire now lost in time rusty wings are to become. The black dot quivered. The dot of death. The same old wind carrying us both into the whirl of seeking, spiraling cries
Worlds of Words 