and – e – şi

valeriu dg barbu

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And the edges of the sky cut deeply into dreams
When two-faced and proud, the prayer raises
Its spring, knot or tear, spoils,
Drawing thinking from harsh compromises
.
And the light bends in waters like a wine
When betrayal is all there is left from love
In contrast to that good
Too much, overwhelming, turned into a torture…
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And man raises higher than a prayer
When he feeds daily on the torment
Of an Ego emptied of the verb “to be”
Humble servant though, to heaven and earth
.
And the evil is bewilder at how much a man multiply it for free, for only his pleasure
Today the heart, a piece of coal, that
I’m burying in “ands”
Together with the last gnom’s mirror…

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anche i bordi del cielo taglia profondo nei sogni
quando la preghiera ipocrita e orgogliosa ascende
la sua fonte, nodo o…

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