GENERATIE / GENERATION
Incetasem
sa ascultam zgomotul linguritelor in paharul cu ceai
intre 7 si 8 seara cand palizi locuitorii mansardei
ne vizitau
priviri grele rufele muscand in bucati mari aerul
femeile copiii
iarba tanara sandaua rosie toamna
MARIANA MARIN……………….
GENERATION
We had stopped
listening to the sound of teaspoons in the glass of tea
between 7 and 8 in the evening when pale the inhabitants of the attic
visited us
heavy glances the laundry biting the air into large pieces
the women the children
the young grass the red sandal the autumn
traducere, Maria Magdalena Biela
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