But listen- (The sound of movement, the pitch of highest wave) The frail sound of truth The noisiness of lies Sit in the silence of your soul then ask (In voiceless love, in nightly space) For suns to shine and moons to glow (Into the human mirrors of thyself) Into the light you are. Then
Tag: life
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,
I was 13 when I first read this poem. Of course, it wasn’t the one I was supposed to read as homework. We were studying Eminescu’s poetry for some years, each year one or two poems, usually the ones that were either about nature or considered “patriotic” by the communist regime at that time. But
And here we are, between the half moon and the setting sun, between the leafless limbs of winter, between the purple of the lake and blue cold sky, between the histories, between the times- the walls of screens, the squares of our lives, enchanted by the fear, entrapped in perfect form while dreaming of our
A silence reigns inside the bracket in my heart- (A hollow brimmed with diamond shades) a pause between the hammering old valves (weighing the scars that hope kept open) comparing times of past in painting future loves, (silence reverberates in chords untouched) a quietness that reigns the meanings of a life. (inside the bracket