Of love
de Nichita Stănescu(2004)
1 min lectură
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She remains bored and very beautiful
her black hair is angry,
her bright hand
for ages now has forgotten me,-
for ages too has forgotten itself,
hanging as it has from the neck of a chair.
In the lights I drown myself,
set my jaws against the coursing of the year.
I reveal my teeth to her
but she understands this is no smile-
sweet, illuminated creature
she reveals myself to me while
she remains bored and very beautiful
and for her alone I live
in the appalling world
of this inferior heaven.
Despre aceasta lucrare
- Autor
- Nichita Stănescu
- Tip
- Poezie
- An
- 2004
- Curent
- Neomodernism
- Cuvinte
- 93
- Citire
- 1 min
- Versuri
- 16
- Actualizat
Cum sa citezi
Nichita Stănescu. “Of love.” Clasici, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/clasici/nichita-stanescu/poezie/of-loveIntrebari frecvente
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