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First autumn day…

reminiscences

1 min lectură·18 martie 2008

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First autumn day…

…has fall from unknown

through the eye that never slept

in the frozen silver mornings

First day I felt it in my blood

in my eyes and in my soul –

then I lived it

alone in a white rainbow

The drop from the sky pleased is to fall

on the track of a memory …

to give birth to it!

I lost myself in what I call

THOUGHTNESS…

then I felt the abyss of a dangerous plunge

The peak of one sensation and

the love for people

shakes me

The autumn lily

throws down its pollen

in the hope-cup I’m drinking of…

Then I’ve got drunk from the passion

of unknown and suffering of what we call

LOVE…

Someday I will build the museum

of wax shapes

of the memories –

then I’ll be the Evil Demiurge!!!

What will remain will be just

the reminiscence of the memories

All that has been

will be no more...

All that will be no more

will not have been...

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Marius Surleac. “First autumn day….” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/marius-surleac/poezie/1774073/first-autumn-day

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