{"id":9112,"date":"2019-04-09T12:15:02","date_gmt":"2019-04-09T09:15:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=9112"},"modified":"2019-04-09T12:15:51","modified_gmt":"2019-04-09T09:15:51","slug":"the-end-sfarsit","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=9112","title":{"rendered":"The End \/ Sfarsit"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em><a title=\"death\" href=\"http:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/death.jpg\" rel=\"prettyPhoto-img\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-9113\" src=\"http:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/death-250x250.jpg\" alt=\"death\" width=\"250\" height=\"250\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/death-250x250.jpg 250w, https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/death-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/04\/death.jpg 997w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 250px) 100vw, 250px\" \/><\/a><\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\n<blockquote class=\"sc-blockquote\">The End \/ Sfarsit<\/p>\n<p>Not every man knows what he shall sing at the end,<br \/>\nWatching the pier as the ship sails away, or what it will seem like<br \/>\nWhen he\u2019s held by the sea\u2019s roar, motionless, there at the end,<br \/>\nOr what he shall hope for once it is clear that he\u2019ll never go back.<\/p>\n<p>When the time has passed to prune the rose or caress the cat,<br \/>\nWhen the sunset torching the lawn and the full moon icing it down<br \/>\nNo longer appear, not every man knows what he\u2019ll discover instead.<br \/>\nWhen the weight of the past leans against nothing, and the sky<\/p>\n<p>Is no more than remembered light, and the stories of cirrus<br \/>\nAnd cumulus come to a close, and all the birds are suspended in flight,<br \/>\nNot every man knows what is waiting for him, or what he shall sing<br \/>\nWhen the ship he is on slips into darkness, there at the end.<\/p>\n<p>MARK STRAND<br \/>\n&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8211;<br \/>\nSfarsit<\/p>\n<p>Nu tot omul stie ce va canta la sfarsit,<br \/>\nPrivind tarmul pe cand nava se-ndeparteaza, ori cum va fi<br \/>\nCand va fi-mbratisat de vuietul marii, nemiscat, acolo la capat.<br \/>\nOri ce-ar mai spera cand va fi clar ca nu se va mai intoarce.<\/p>\n<p>Cad va fi trecut timpul sa curete trandafirul ori sa mangaie pisica,<br \/>\nCand apusul incendiind iarba si luna plina inghetand-o<br \/>\nNu mai apar, nu tot omul stie ce va descoperi in loc.<br \/>\nCand greutatea trecutului se sprijin\u0103 pe nimic, si cerul<\/p>\n<p>Nu mai este decat o lumina amintire, si povestile despre cirrus<br \/>\nSi cumulus se sfarsesc, si toate pasarile sunt nemiscate in zbor<br \/>\nNu tot omul stie ce-l asteapta, ori ce-ar trebui sa cante<br \/>\nCand nava pe care este aluneca in intuneric, acolo la capat.<\/p>\n<p>Maria Magdalena<\/blockquote><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,19],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9112","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-classic-poetry","category-translated-english-romanian"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9112","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=9112"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9112\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9115,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9112\/revisions\/9115"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=9112"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=9112"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=9112"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}