sâmbătă, 5 ianuarie 2013

(Ne)sfârşitul drumului…






Cu

palmele
împreunate

se rotea năvalnic

în privirea
ce se pierdea
în cerul
cu un val

de plictis

în suflet.

Drumul
părea

nu se mai sfârşeşte…






blunting


Wrapped in the shadow
with his hands left
on the knees

of the bared feet
which were powerfully hitting

the ground,

with wide open mouth,
was shrieking out a strident sound

stirring up,

overturning

crashing,

knocking down

the high-pitched tones
of the words…

They were swooping upon each other.



traducere: ELENA BUZATU