{"id":9431,"date":"2020-02-19T22:03:47","date_gmt":"2020-02-19T20:03:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=9431"},"modified":"2020-02-19T22:10:43","modified_gmt":"2020-02-19T20:10:43","slug":"chopinian-lament-bocet-chopinian","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=9431","title":{"rendered":"CHOPINIAN LAMENT \/ BOCET CHOPINIAN"},"content":{"rendered":"

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CHOPINIAN LAMENT \/ BOCET CHOPINIAN<\/p>\n

This Autumn I mourn
\nthe fear of a leaf
\nwho paid to October
\na fistful of days
\nto dye her hair
\nfrom green to fire
\nunaware
\nthat the dyeing brings death.<\/p>\n

I mourn the nightmare of birches
\nwho dreamt themselves fire
\nin the heart of Winter
\nunaware
\nthat only becoming kindling
\nthey will glow.<\/p>\n

I mourn the sadness of the grapes
\nwho yearned for rosy lips kisses
\nunaware
\nthat to be drank from a glass
\nthey must let themselves be crushed.<\/p>\n

This Autumn I mourn
\nthe despair of the Man
\nwho searched for love
\nunaware
\nthat she was his shadow
\nwhich he ignored
\nleaf by leaf
\nand tree after tree.
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\nBOCET CHOPINIAN<\/p>\n

In toamna asta bocesc
\nspaima unei frunze
\nce i-a platit lui Octombrie
\nun pumn de zile
\nsa-i schimbe culoarea parului
\ndin crud in foc
\nnebanuind
\nca vopseaua aduce moartea.<\/p>\n

Bocesc cosmarul mestecenilor
\ncare s-au visat foc
\nin inima iernii
\nnebanuind
\nca doar devenind surcele
\nvor fi mistuiti.<\/p>\n

Bocesc amarul strugurilor
\nce-au ravnit sarut de buze rumene
\nnebanuind
\nca spre a fi bauti din pahar
\ntrebuie sa se lase striviti.<\/p>\n

In toamna asta bocesc
\ndisperarea Omului
\nce-a cautat iubirea
\nnebanuind
\nca ea-i fu umbra
\npe care a ignorat-o
\nfrunza cu frunza
\nsi copac dupa copac.<\/p>\n

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Maria Magdalena Biela<\/blockquote>\n

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