Author: Nichita Stanescu
He offered me a leaf like a hand with fingers.
I offered him a hand like a leaf with teeth.
He offered me a branch like an arm.
I offered him my arm like a branch.
He tipped his trunk towards me
like a shoulder.
I tipped my shoulder to him
like a knotted trunk.
I could hear his sap quicken, beating
like blood.
He could hear my blood slacken like rising sap.
I passed through him.
He passed through me.
I remained a solitary tree.
He
a solitary man.
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Posted: Apr 2013
About this poem:
I enjoyed it.
He is not english writer but
You can found more translations
in internet.
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Winter.
and Seagulls.
Silvered arrows
Flying high
Scratching the sky.
Water
And Ice.
Balance in air,
Freedom is fair
When
Reaching the sea.
What lovely play
between heaven
and earth.
Me...
Watching the
Inocent floating,
Smiling...
To the candid
Surrounding.
Is time for
Dreaming,
Simply detaching.
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Posted: Apr 2013
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Bodies...
Moving around
Steps...
Sweeping the ground
Eyes...
Ending the wire
Rising the fire
Skins burning
Becaming hot
Hands touching...
The fever is reaching
The top.
Brrr...
Surrounds me the shivers.
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Posted: Apr 2013
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Darkness...
You are not here.
Candle flame...
Reminder of you.
The mind looks for answers
Which not come.
Questions are digging
The soul
While dilemmas
Are growing the fog.
Memories, past, present,
Become fluid.
Intelligence.
It turns into nothing.
Looking the light.
Trying rescue inside.
I want to be strong
While crying with tears
of wax.
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Posted: Jul 2012
About this poem:
Long days and nights
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Two sparks
... one look
Two minds
... one thought
Two hearts
... one desire
Two bodies
... one
... and ... life
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Posted: Apr 2013
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Tea time
Melancholy evening
In winter
When Frost lives
Outdoor.
Fire
Glowing light
Spearing us
...Slowly
Tea cups
Telling us
...Stories
Wish I
Fill asleep
Caressed by
Kindness around
Close eyes
Fly
Reach the ...
Untouchable sun
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Posted: Jul 2012
About this poem:
Remember
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How cold and empty
Is the inner life
If you can`t give
The rich inside the heart.
So lonly and sad
Is your soul
Because you want
And nobody takes
From you a part.
But like flowers
Which are sown,
And from earth
In light those grow,
Waking up from
Our deepest dark,
Learning loving all,
In a better life
We start to bloom.
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Posted: Jun 2009
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So much light
Looks for you,
... Evermore
With such ...
Insistence,
Breaks into,
... Me,
To not
Sleep,
Dream,
... By night,
Because
The day is ...
Awake,
Restless,
... Like
Life...
Which
Beyond us,
... Is timeless.
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Posted: Jun 2009
About this poem:
can not sleep because of bright nights
the ays are endless
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