Tuesday, April 20, 2010

AM WAS FRUNZE

FRUNZE
as vrea sa ma asez pe marginea trotuarului,
sa astept sa se faca noapte la capatul strazii – singuratatea
mea de acuma mai are
ceva la fel cu cea din copilarie,
când nu stiam ca trece pentru totdeauna
vremea? nu se poate rascumpara
cu nimic vremea de atunci? nu mai ramâne
adevarat nici un gest, chiar asezat
pe strada cu capul în mâini?
si lumina, care se spulbera pe obiecte,
si obiectele se fac frunze,
si se fac frunze.

mircea ivanescu


AM WAS

am was. are leaves few this. is these a or
scratchily over which of earth dragged once
-ful leaf. & were who skies clutch an of poor
how colding hereless. air theres what immense
live without every dancing. singless on-
ly a child's eyes float silently down
more than two those that and that noing our
gone snow gone
yours mine
. We're
alive and shall be:cities may overflow(am
was)assassinating whole grassblades,five
ideas can swallow a man;three words im
-prison a woman for all her now:but we've
such freedom such intense digestion so
much greenness only dying makes us grow

e.e. cummings

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