CHOPINIAN LAMENT / BOCET CHOPINIANThis Autumn I mourn
the fear of a leaf
who paid to October
a fistful of days
to dye her hair
from green to fire
unaware
that the dyeing brings death.I mourn the nightmare of birches
who dreamt themselves fire
in the heart of Winter
unaware
that only becoming kindling
they will glow.I mourn the sadness of the grapes
who yearned for rosy lips kisses
unaware
that to be drank from a glass
they must let themselves be crushed.This Autumn I mourn
the despair of the Man
who searched for love
unaware
that she was his shadow
which he ignored
leaf by leaf
and tree after tree.
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BOCET CHOPINIANIn toamna asta bocesc
spaima unei frunze
ce i-a platit lui Octombrie
un pumn de zile
sa-i schimbe culoarea parului
din crud in foc
nebanuind
ca vopseaua aduce moartea.Bocesc cosmarul mestecenilor
care s-au visat foc
in inima iernii
nebanuind
ca doar devenind surcele
vor fi mistuiti.Bocesc amarul strugurilor
ce-au ravnit sarut de buze rumene
nebanuind
ca spre a fi bauti din pahar
trebuie sa se lase striviti.In toamna asta bocesc
disperarea Omului
ce-a cautat iubirea
nebanuind
ca ea-i fu umbra
pe care a ignorat-o
frunza cu frunza
si copac dupa copac.
Maria Magdalena Biela
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