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Not a love poem, but a poem about Ecclesiastes
the eighth poem for Shiraz
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like the clouds growing from the ground
there is a fog between our friendships
a fog that makes us disappear
me, then you, disappearing
then returning to the same place where the sun is always
over the last night when I was not sure whether
you were smoking or not, when I was not sure
whether I was touching your hands or not
but if you come in and kiss me
I would write the most wonderful poem
like Imran in that movie about life
zidangi will not happen again, he said and you
you are a genuine pearl, my friend
a fog continues to wrap us and there is a mist
that continues to wrap us up
there is a time to love
and another time to love too
we'll rewrite the Ecclesiastes
we'll replace it with our love story
their love story
his love story
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- Alina Manole
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Alina Manole. “Not a love poem, but a poem about Ecclesiastes.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/alina-manole/poezie/14132898/not-a-love-poem-but-a-poem-about-ecclesiastesComentarii (0)
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