CONTEMPORARY POETRY

First fig

                    First fig My candle burns at both ends; It will not last the night; But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends— It gives a lovely light! Edna St. Vincent Millay …………………………………… Primul smochin Lumanarea-mi va conteni; In noapte n-o sa tina; Dar ah, dusmani, si oh, prieteni – Da o dulce lumina! Vintage Print ...Read More »

Die Beobachtung

                    Die Beobachtung Du, diese Geste des Zigaretteanzündens, als gäb es nur das, wenn etwas hell, etwas finster, wenn etwas unwiderruflich vorbei. Du, diese Geste, als gäb es nur das, ach, als gäb es nur das! Roland Erb ………………………………………….. The observation You, that gesture of cigarette lighting, as if it were just that, if something light, something dark, if something is irrevocably over. You, this gesture, as if it...Read More »

Keeping Things Whole / Pastrand lucrurile intregi

                  Keeping Things Whole / Pastrand lucrurile intregi In a field I am the absence of field. This is always the case. Wherever I am I am what is missing. When I walk I part the air and always the air moves in to fill the spaces where my body’s been. We all have reasons for moving. I move to keep things whole. Mark Strand …………………………….. Pastrand lucrurile intregi Intr-un spatiu Eu sunt...Read More »

Cantare vantului / A song to the wind

                      Cantare vantului / A song to the wind “În iubire nimeni, nimeni nu-şi ţine cuvântul. Veşnic strâns îmbrăţişat te-a ţinea numai pământul.” Astfel cântă sfâşiat lângă mine vântul, când la dreapta, când la stânga, lângă mine vântul   Lucian Blaga …………………………. A Song to the Wind “In love no one, no one ever keeps their promise. Held forever you will be only by grave’s solace.” Thus sings...Read More »

The human "race"

                      The human “race” Maybe that’s why it is called human race: we are racing each other to the top, we are running, always in a hurry, towards what? The final destination? We talk in a hurry, we shorten the words, we eat in a hurry, we sleep in a hurry, we...Read More »

January snow

  January snow                                                                                       Vintage print ...Read More »

January born

January born                                                                             January ...Read More »

Anno Domini 1

                                                          Anno Domine 1   So, to sum up, today I WAS BORN! Do you hear me , LIFE???? I WAS BORN, and this is the greatest miracle ever! I thank to my students who are grown ups , have kids and every January the 17th, after Eminescu, they think: “heeeei, Nastase was...Read More »

Whatiwannabee

                      Whatiwannabee   If I were a poet I’d teach the world to see All of the verses That dangle from a tree I’d snatch a cloud from the sky And a fish from the sea And with a wink of my eye Make a whatiwannabe I’d publish my poems On the sands of time Let them scatter in the wind Of rhythm and...Read More »

Apart

                    Apart Her eyes were shivering a tear while the old year was shot she softly sighed ‘Happy New Year! ‘ And dried the tearful thought. Her eyes were echoing the heart its beating ten to one the counted seconds, whole in part, made future be outrun. Her eyes kissed Mother’s loving hands and Father’s forehead gray they cry in their faraway...Read More »

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