Her smile was shaped like other smiles—/ Surasu-i ca altele era—Her smile was shaped like other smiles—
The Dimples ran along—
And still it hurt you, as some Bird
Did hoist herself, to sing,
Then recollect a Ball, she got—
And hold upon the Twig,
Convulsive, while the Music broke—
Like Beads—among the Bog –A happy lip—breaks sudden—
It doesn’t state you how
It contemplated—smiling—
Just consummated—now –
But this one, wears its merriment
So patient—like a pain—
Fresh gilded—to elude the eyes
Unqualified, to scan—EMILY DICKINSON
——————————–
Surasu-i ca altele era—Surasu-i ca altele era—
Gropitele-i zambind –
si totusi te-a ranit precum
O pasarea cantand,
care un glont in piept primi-
Si Crenguta strangand,
brusc, pe cand cantul ii pieri-
ca-n mlastina matanii.O buza se-ntristeaza-
Nu spune ce si cum
Contemplatul zambet-
e consumat acum-
Acesta-si poarta rasul
rabdator – ca durerea –
o masca – spre-a scapa de ochii
ce nu merita vederea –Maria Magdalena
You must be login to post a comment. Click to login.
Copyright © 2024 by Magdalena Biela. All rights reserved.