Immortality [Nemurire]

The graves await for us with gaping mouths like wells.
And we are bound for them on roads of different size,
As hypnotized by smoke run often the gazelles
To snakes with golden scales and glowing diamond eyes.

Love, hatred: life. But, lo, with lights of amber snows,
They left the clouds of stars and like a sweeping storm
Are plunging in the dark, and may bring here, who knows,
Another humankind – a worthless lousy swarm!

The lofty suns will lose the seeds of their hot womb
And then will freeze (they die?). We statues will have made,
So that the bronze can show, forever (but to whom?),
What means to linger on, in clothes sewn for parade.

We never think in void will end its fruitful trip
The Earth, when spins in space in its calamity.
At last will be itself a shining fleeting strip,
And then will die both life and Immortality.

poem by Al. O. Teodoreanu, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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Morning [Dimineaţă]

The last star now fades and leaves.
Like a dragon on a cloud,
The hot sun in silence weaves,
Like a spider, its gold shroud.

With its starry wings stretched out
The night full of visions flies
To some distant lands, no doubt,
Like those mythic butterflies.

All the sweepers on the lanes,
Who remove the night's dark fumes,
Watch how quickly come the cranes,
Leaning gently on their brooms.

With their fiddles in a case,
In the armpits fasten tight,
Through the dust, round-shouldered, pace
Fiddlers waiting for the light.

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poem by Al. O. Teodoreanu, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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