Petru Scutelnicu - Poezii 5 [My Poetry in English]

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My Poetry in English

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Sunset ( Răsărit )

Autumn is lying on your left hand

And getting darker on your right hand

And sunset dropping on the scared lamb

And I had the felling I've met you before

When I saw your soul polished by solitude

Somewhere in the eastern winter, a house was born

And winter was walking through vowels

Sticked with melancholy

And dark sails through the poem

And cold soul is floating

And its bridges divide

The own into two

And your sick sight is twinning on passers-by neck.

The resumption of the movie ( Film în reluare )

He was living between 8 and 16

And the next evening, he was watching matches

But he was dying between 23 and 7

Sometimes, starting it over and over again

In the morning

At the poems window.