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IOAN MITITELU

ROUA CUVINTELORIOAN MITITELU

ROUA CUVINTELOR

DEW WORDSEdi.ie bii"g(

T$ad'ce$e +" i!ba e"ge):

Gab$iea APRODU


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Redactor: Gabia Aprodu

Tehnoredactare: IanMItItelu

Coperta: IanMItItelu


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IOAN MITITELU

ROUA CUVINTELOR

DEW WORDS

Edi.ie bii"g(

T$ad'ce$e +" i!ba e"ge):

Gab$iea APRODU

Edi&'$a PIM Ia,i - 2013


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De%c$ie$ea CIP a Bibi#&ecii Na.i#"ae a R#!*"iei


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So]iei mele, Katyngerul meu p\zitor

To my wife, Katy

my guardian angel


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risipe&te-m

risipete8m iubito2risipete8m n cas

n oglind

n cuierca pe8un sunet alb de ruca pe8un ntreit mister-

risipete8m n palmi n ochi cu pleoapa8nchisazi mai sunt acel ce vinedinspre sud cu ziua nins-

risipete8m iubitoca pe8un zeu naltsau Domnrisipete8m odatpe crarea dinspre somn-

- Ioan Mititelu - Roua cuvintelor -

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scatter m self

sca'er my self sweetheart2sca'er me around the houseinside the mirror

up the hall standlike a white river6s soundlike a threefold mystery-

sca'er my self inside your palminside the eye that6s closed its lidtoday i6m still the one who bringsfrom southern lands his snowed8on day-

sca'er my self. loved oneas you would a lofty godor a lordsca'er me around alreadyalong the pathway back from slumber-

- Ioan Mititelu - Dew words -

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c"nd

atuncicnd toate se vor desfacei voi vna

un ultim mamuttumna s8mi puipe frunteispre destrmarea blestemuluiun descntec s8mi pui

n aternut-


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when

whenall is done with and undone

and as i6m hunting

one last mammothpleaseput your handupon my browand thento break the curseslip a spellinside my bed sheets-


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#n calea ursitei

solid cas

piatr de zodiifcut8ain calea ursiteicreznd frumoasoc viaae doar dup col


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meeting fate

a sturdy home

from stones of star signsyou6ve builtacross the trail of fatein belief. oh beautiful onethat lifeis just around the corner-


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semne cuneiforme

sumerienii

i fceau un alfabetpentru !ecare femeiepe care8o iubeaui semnedoar semnedoamne ce semne cuneiformese adunau

n su"et

ca ntr8o adptoarede "uturi


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cuneiform signs

the sumerians

would devise a new alphabetfor each and every womanthat they lovedand signsonly signsoh god such cuneiform signs wouldwell upwithin their souls

like in a drinkermeant for bu'er"ies-


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de noapte

iubitod8mi o cas de melc

i8un cntec uitatde cnd m legna maman nopi devenite prea lungis te pot urma

n !ecare diminea i searn cochilia ta netiut-


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of the night

sweetheart

give me a snail6s homeand a long8forgo'en songlike the ones mom used to rock me toso that at nights which have now grown too longi may follow youeach morning and each eveinto your secret shell-


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tu

nu puneprea multe mirri n pahare

sunt prea fragiles prind tiparul salinal apelor sarmatice

nchidei ochii omulen seara efemer de iuliec vin grdinii strofe de zius se adape

n semnul mirriiuitat printre zodii-


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ou

pour not

too many awes into glassesthey are too bri'leto capture the salty designof the sarmatian watersclose your eyes. humanat short8lived twilights of julyfor gardens will comealongside stanzas of the dawn

to quench their thirstfrom the exclamation markforgo'en among the signs of the zodiac-


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&tiam..

n !ecare zidin cele nou inele

fugarei ddeam un srut pe umrul stngbilet de trecerectre doritul/ noiperpetuu


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i knew

that every dayout of the nine transient

ringsi6d seal a kiss on your left shoulderpass ticket tothe coveted/ useverlasting-


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frune uitate

salcmii aceianu sunt dect scheletea unor vise prea des repetate

de aceeacnt8mi un anotimpi pune8mi sub perno clip sihastrde linites uits uit salcmii aceia-mcar un secol


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forsaken leaves

those accacia treesare merely skeletonsof dreams i6ve dreamt too often

and for that reasonplease sing to me a seasonand hide beneath my pillowa single momentof tranquilityso that i could take outtake all those accacia trees out of my mindfor one century ahead at least-


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#n strai de cicoare

m strduiamn faa destrmrii

s trec spre tineprin cele apte pcateperfect capitaledar3totdeauna exist un dar24mi se uscaserce trudnic mi se uscaser paii2i nrile erau de cenu-

n strai de cicoare-


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in chicor garment

facing decayi forced myself forward

to get to youthrough all sevenperfectly mortal sins

but3there is always a but somewhere24how painfully had my footsteps driedand my nostrils were of ashesdressed in garment weaved from chicory-


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repro&uri

mi s8a reproatde cei cu negii pe su"etc eu triesc ilegal

doar o vian !ecare ziculegnd cuvintei nelesuride unde e doar pelini cucut-


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repproaches

i have been repproachedby people whose souls are wart8infestedwith illegally living

only one lifeof dailycollecting wordsand meaningsfrom places where only wormwoodand hemlock grow-


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pericol!

la apusnu punei degetul pe rana luniisrind coarda spre ziu

desiguracesta e privilegiullinitii eternei scris epericolpericol de moarte-


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danger!

as the sun is se'ingpress not your !nger on moon6s woundwhile rope jumping into daylight

undeniablythat is the privilegeof eternal silenceand it readsdangerdeadly danger-


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ploi de iulie

njuram noriila poarta ploii

de sfntul iliei ali s!nide !ecare datcnd tu uitaic nu suntem dect doiiroind n ntuneric-


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rains of jul

i6d curse the cloudsin rain6s gateway

on st- elijah6s dayand on other saints6 days just as wellevery timeyou forgotwe were nothing but a twostreaming into darkness-


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sentin(

cnd mi spui cuvinte uitate

din vremuri de cearmi simt mirri de sentince8a vrea s le nelegcu toate simurileis bat toate drumurilespre nimicul din zoricnd se risipesc visele-


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sentence

when i speak in words forgo'en

long ago in days of waxi feel as vexed as by a verdictthat i would like to comprehendwith all my sensesandto walk all roadsthat lead toward the void of dawnwhere all dreams fade away-


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priviri$

citeam o cartentr8o joi spre apus

o carte cu chipuri i vieidisparateamestecate cu priviri de uri zeam de cucutoarede ce se mai scriu asemenea cri1cnd nsi viaa noastr8iatt de !rav1


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glances$

i was reading a bookone Thursday around dusk o6clock

a book that showed faces and livesin no form or manner entertwinedin a mix of hateful glaresand hemlock juicesso i wonderwhy are such books still being wri'enwhen our very lives arealready so frail1


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#ntrebri

ce !lm i clocotete8n cap femeie1cu dou idei desluite

ce spun doar attcasa mea. copiii meii eu1eu cel care8i ddeam !ori i viseeu unde mai sunt1i !lmul acesta neles doar de tinedac ar rula doar n premierar trece cu bine n toamn

purtat de zborul cocorilordar zilnic!lmul acesta tehuizilnic ruleaz n reluaretrndu8m undeva dup tine-


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questions

what !lm is your brain seething with. woman1a !lm of only two clear ideas

that speak of nothing else butof my house. my childrenyet what about me1me. the one who once would make you dream and shiverwhere am i now1as for the !lm only you can make sense ofif it were aired for the !rst time every timeit would survive well into autumn

but instead each dayit is a rerunthat drags me deep to some place after you-


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pierdu(i printre numere

m ntrebam3mi se ntmpl deseori4cnd alte gnduri se duc bezmetice la culcare

de cenoi nu mai suntem noi1ci doar nite numere-

nu v miraiascultai fonetul parival intruilor astmaticisemn

c am ajuns dejan imperiul de cenu al numerelorcnd dorul iubiteisecara crescndvisul copiluluidesperarea mamelorateptnd veti din rzboipot ! de!nite

disecate n absena su"etuluii descrise comun n limbaj matematic

i8mi spune profesorul schematicprecum o virgul rstignitpe crucea unui plus in!nitc tot ce existtot ce suntem

tot ce simim


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tot ce dorimnu8s dect copiinite copii ciudate!dele pn la desperare

al unui model matematicguvernat de ,if. then. else5c adevrul vieiii desigur al morii noastree rezultatul implacabilal operatorilor logiciopernd hoete cu propoziii

n grdina stearp al unor,and. not. or5sau al cinicului ,xor58sau exclusiv8

se pare c am devenit i eu un robotguvernat de absurde numerece le port ca pe8o sentin

spre dizolvarea mean neantul matematic-

iubitos nu m mai atepilng imaginea linitii!indc am devenit dejaun ir de!nit de zero i unu

doar zero i unun ciudata matematic boolean-


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lost among numbers

i was pondering once3as i often happen to4when all the other crazy thoughts had gone to sleep

whyare we not ourselves any longer1but have turned into numbers-

don6t be surprised!rst listen to the sneaky rustleof asthmatic intrudersclear sign

that we have reached alreadythe ashy empire of digitswhere the missing of one6s sweetheartthe chilhood dreamsand the dispair of mothersawaiting news from the front linecan be accurately de!nedand disected 3as soul is absent4

and described simply in math lingo-

and the professor schematiclike a comma cruci!ed

on an in!nity plus tells methat all there isand all we that we areand all that we feel

and all that we desire


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are but copiessome strange copies

desperately true to the original

of some mathematical modelgoverned by ,if then else7and the truth of lifeand of course of our demiseis the inexorable resultof the logical operatorsfurtively operating with sentencesin barren gardens of,and not or7or of the cynical ,xor7,exclusive or7

i6ve seemingly become a robot toounder the ruling of absurd digitsthat i carry around as a verdict

to !nally be dissolvedin the abyss of mathematics-

sweetheart wait for me no longerby the image of tranquilitybecause i have already becomea de!ned array made up of )6s and (6s(6s and )6s alone

in this idiosyncratic boolean math-


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atee

doamne am auzit c s8a nchis poarta raiuluipentru cei care murmur ode

ode iubiriiode pmntuluiode vieiii mai alestot felul de ode-

e clarzise cu nduf pctosul

au fost interzise tmierileaspectelor pmntenee necesar repro!lareai ode se vor nchina numai luicelui atotputernic

i murmur pctosul0clipocind n barb

lumea nu s8a schimbat de la facereaceeai ltur-

a ascultat apoi zvonuridoar de prin mahala0

mult mai linititoare zvonuri-


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atheist

dear lord i6ve heard the gates to heaven are now lockedto those who whisper odes to love

odes to the earthodes to lifeand in particularall sorts of odes-

it is clearsays the sinner in an angry voicethey6ve banned the burning of the incense

of the earthly sides of life-and thus a change is neededodes hence forward shall be dedicatedsolely to himto the almighty

the sinner mu'ered---in his beard

the world hasn6t changed much since its genesisthe same old slum

and then he went on to listen to rumoursstrictly of his neighbourhood

far more reassuring rumours-


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unde e&ti?

mpucam pietrelecu muguri de lav i gndascultam clepsidreledespre tine strigndi te doreamca pe primul pmntaprut ultimei corbiei sarmatermas n vnt

cumpn8ntre dou cuvintearznd-


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where are ou?

i was shooting at stonesbuds of lava and thoughtlistening to the hourglassesthat yelled of youand i longed for youthe same way the !rst glimpse of landmust have appeared to the sarmatian shipscales between two words

burning-


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s-mi fii

sub pleoap ochiul albastru

te ine captivschimbnd anotimpuris8mi !i i azica mereuacul busolei pierdutede zeu

n nelinitea oceanului primarcnd ntiul strmo

vzuse obraz de femeie-

i aa mai visez nc8o toamn-


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to be m

under the eyelid the blue eye

keeps you captivechanging seasonsbe today tooas you have always beenthe pointer of a compass lost

by a godin the restlessness of the primordial oceanwhen our !rst ancestor

!rst laid his eyes upon a woman6s face-

and thus i may still dream for yet another fall-


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arar

mi mai alunec zmbetul pe sub luns8nchid nedumeririle ascunsecnd ochii ti zmbeau cu vii petaledin roua mplinirilor desprinse


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so rarel now

do i slide a smile beneath the moonso that concealed marvels to closewhen your eyes smiled vivid petalsthat fell from the dew of completions-


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odihn

din arcul !listin sgeat

n omoplatmirarea mi8a crestati mareami s8a cuibrit n palm3felin i albastr4s8i lase obosealade fat8n faceri netiuteo zi.

un ceassau o secund


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rest

from the phillistine bow an arrow

deep into my shoulder bladenotched sheer puzzlementand the seanestled in the palm of my hand3feline and blue4to drop its exhaustionof a girl after secret birth8givingfor a day

an houror a second-


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amestec

izomeri

polimeriprimveri0voi ce aruncai cuvinteca pe un fular obositnu vedeicum plng scndurile scenei despletitede sminteli ascunse la piept1nu vedei

cum plugul jertfeia desfrunzit catapeteasma zilei1i doar depnai cuvinteizomeripolimeriprimveri0


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mix

isomers

polymerssprings0you. the ones who throw words aroundas you would an old shabby scarfcan6t you seethe undone "ooring of the stage is weeping

because of madness hidden at its bossom1can6t you see

the way the sacri!cial ploughhas pulled the leaves o# the altar screen of day1and yet all that you do is babble wordsisomerspolymerssprings0


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atunci$

i vntul se oprise8n plopul

ncrunit de lng cascnd tu abia puteai s numeriminunile sdite8n vrstaunei iubiri abia8ncepute-

i eu. i tu. uitam alturicum se cltorete8o var0

nvluii n stol de vise

ca8ntr8o arcad boreal-


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and then$

even the wind stopped in the old poplar

by the housewhen you could barely countthe miracles inside an ageof love that was then starting to take shape-

both me and you would side by side forgetthe way that summers wither and then leave0shrouded in a bevy of dreams

as in a northern lights arcade-


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scrisori vechi

strmoul meu preferatmi scria cte o scrisoare8n !ecare zi

meteugind cuvintepe frunzele copacilordape frunzele copacilor mi scriastrmoul meu preferats tiu de el n vremuri viitoare-

strmoul meu preferat

scria n !ecare zitrudnic scria strmoulpovestea neamului sucu pana vulturilor cerului scriape mtasea alb a norilordape nori scria strmoul meu preferatdespre cei ce erau-

strmoul meu preferatscria zi de ziistoria rii sales8o a"e urmaiicu snge scria strmoul meu preferatistoriape apele rurilor din vale

folosind condeiul sgeii-


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strmoul meu preferata scrissunt att de sigur de asta

precum tiu c dup azi urmeaz minedar dumnezeule2ce a fost s !efrunzele s cad toamnaputrezind scrisorile spre minenorii s8au spartnorii s8au risipitiar rurile curgnd nvalnic n mareau dus istoria neamului meupe apa marii smbete-

strmoul meu preferata gsit cu calec trebuie s gsesc trziu adevrul

n ceea ce a ajunscu adevratdin eldoar oale i ulcelei acelea cioburi-

de aceea eude azi

scriu doar n piatr-


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m favourite ancestor

my favourite ancestor

wrote me a le'er every daycrafting wordson tree leavesindeedit was on tree leaves that i was wri'en le'ers to

by my favourite ancestorso that i would remember him in the years to come-

my favourite ancestorwrote every daymy ancestor wrote in painsthe story of his peoplewith quills from eagles in the sky he wroteon the white silk sheet of cloudsindeedit was clouds my favourite ancestor wrote on

about who they were-

my favourite ancestor wrote every daythe story of his landso that his descendants learn about itin blood my favourite ancestor wrotehistoryon the waters of rivers

"owing downstream


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using arrows as pens

my favourite ancestorwrote

i am as certain of thisas i am of tomorrow following today

but god it so happenedthat leaves fell throughout the falland made the le'ers to me rotthe clouds broke apartthe clouds sca'eredand the rivers "owing heavily toward the seatook along the history of our peopledown the big drain-

my favourite ancestorfound it properthat i would later learn

what had been left fromthe truthin funeral pots and jugs of bonethat are now shivers-

that is whystarting todayi shall carve my words in stone-


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c"ntec de noapte

cntam un cntec la !ecare mas

la !ecare omacelai cntec cntamntr8un bazar necunoscutun cntec pudratcu praf de zodiii neliniti fugare-

tu mai tii de unde venea acel cntec

despre plecri uitatei clipe trzii1nu auzeaidect galopul cailor nopiispre tine8venire-


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nocturnal song

i used to sing a song at every table

to every man i metthe same song every timein this secret bazaara song sprinkled withdust of zodiac signsand with worriesgone in an instant-

can you still remember where that song came fromthe one about forsaken departuresand late anxieties1all you could hearwas the galloping of nightly horsestowards you acoming-


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acolo ai rmas

din spatele unei "ori mi zmbeai

n !ecare searsenin i linite8mi eraicnd totul era albastru

n minei8n lumea nebunce sta s crapede nestare-

i ai rmas acolozid i stavilpentru nc8o venicie-


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there ou remained

from behind a "ower you used to smile at me

every eveningyou were back then my clear skies and my peaceand all was blueinside of meand inside a crazy worldon the verge of burstingwith restlessness-

yet there you remaineda stone wall and a shieldfor another eternity-


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bucurie

cnd deschideam cochilia zileim bucuram ca un copiltiind c tu vei ! acolocu braele pline de zmbet-


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jo

whenever i opened up a new day6s shelli got as joyous as a childknowing that you6d be thereyour arms heavy with smiles-


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presim(ire

tiam c m voi vindecaamar m voi mai vindecacnd fr vestem molipsisem de iubire

tiam c m voi vindecasorbindu8i privirea albastri cuvintele dragi

spuse la cptiul meude bolnav incurabil-


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presentiment

i knew that i6d be healed some daybi'erly healedwhen without warningi fell down with love8sickness

i knew then i6d be healed some dayby sipping from the blue look in your eyesalong with cherished words you said

at the incurable6sbedside of mine-


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la umbra verilor bani

citesc. citesc ziare

visnd uitareuitarea rzboaielor ce se cocla umbra verzilor banitransformai prea repede8n gloane-

citesc. citesc ziarei m8ntreb ce zice mama copiluluistrivit sub enila tancului

copil cu nenoroc!indc s8a nscutpe un lac de petrol-

doamne2 oare de ce mai citesc ziarecnd toate relelem izbesc n tmpl citindpoate c m pate gndul la

dar plin de bucurie ascunsc nu sunt prin locul acela-


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in the shadow of green mone

i read and read newspapers

dreaming of forge'ingof forge'ing the wars that are being cookedin the shadow of green moneythat are presently turned into bullets-

i read and read newspapersand i wonder what does the mother of the childcrushed under the tank tracks say

child misfortunate enoughto have been born onto a lake of oil-

oh god why do i still read newspaperswhen all evilssmash my temples as i6m readingit may be that i !nd some secret comfort

in the pe'y thought

that i don6t live in those parts of the world-


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sub pl"nsul felinarelor

nici nu tii ct e nevoie de cuvinte

pe lng palmele fcute cup de rugciunen zilelecnd despririle ne n!oari se8ncrusteaz n pnza de foca amintirilor trzii-

i ct m8ntristeaz dorinade a te ti undeva netiut

de nimenii nimicul !indu8i odihnasub plnsul felinarelor roii

i aa mai cltoresc nc8o noapte-


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under the street lights% weeping

you haven6t the faintest idea how badly words are needed

to "ow around the hands clasped in prayerin those dayswhen parting from each other makes us quiverand se'les then onto the !ery veilof memories when older-

and it saddens me soto wish to know that you are somewhere hiding

from everybody6s sighthaving the void for resting spaceunder the weeping of the red street lights

and thus i go through yet another night-


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sminteli de om obi&nuit

m simt att de obinuitde parc mi s8au uscat crrile8n preajmde parc i norii s8au despletitasemenea chipului turnit de uitare-e greu s !u i munte i peter

n calea viiturilor vremii ocultecnd nu mai am rigorile zilei

n buzunarul meu stngcel obinuit cu diferite smintelii atunci ca un tip extrem de obinuitmai plng trei secunde n pumni-


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an average man's distractions

i feel so regularas if all trails around me have dried outas if the clouds themselves have fallen apartas has your facehurt by oblivion-it6s hard to be both mountain and a caveto be a guard against the "oods of occult timewhen i no longer keep the rigours of each day

inside my left pocketthe one at ease with all kinds of distractionsand then just like the extremely average person that i ami take + seconds more to cry inside my !sts-


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de dorul unei ile

este su!cient s simi vibraia pdurii

copaci desculi urmndu8i paiitrecnd timizi prin luminiuris plngide dorul unei zile fr numece te8a cules din coul greu de rodiii8n vis i8a aruncat o lumece te8a8nghiit "mnd ca un clocot-


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longing for a da

feeling the forest vibrating

with barefoot trees following in your footstepsis enough to make you crylonging for a day unnamedthat snatched you away from the heavy basket of pomegranatesand threw inside your dreams a worldthat wolfed you down as hungry as a hot bubble-


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c"nd m sim(eam nemo

pe vremea cnd m simeam nemo

i nautilus m ducea n !ecare seardoardouzeci de mii de leghe sub mrim uitam cum de pe pereii coliivegheau prinii proletariatuluimarx. engels. lenin. stalinca tata s nu fug din pucries8i bea osnda pn la capt

ca duman al poporuluisabotor i criminalc ntrziase cu cotelei n plus cutezase s8i opreasctrei boabe de gru i dou de fasolepentru familia lui-

eu nelegeam mai puin toate acestea

conduceam printre stnci nautilusvisnd s ajung la un rmunde s m atepte tatafr ctue-


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back when i felt like nemo

back in the days i felt that i was nemo

nautilus took me each nightonly*(.((( leagues under the seaand i often forgot that from the school6s wallsthe parents of proletarianismmarx. engles. lenin. stalinkept vigile eyes so that my dad escape not from prison

but drink from his cup of punishment to the last drop

as he was an enemy to the peoplea saboteur and a criminalwho had delivered his impost past due termand on top of that had dared putthree grains of wheat and two beansaside for his family-

i understood but li'le from all that

for i was busy cruising among rocks in my nautilusdreaming of reaching a shorewhere dad would be waiting for mefree from handcu#s-


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acea linie scurt$

alergam spre undeva

zi i noapte alergamstrivind sub pleoape anotimpurisemne de circulaie mi bicuiau omoplaiiciudate semne de circulaieinventate de un nimenide la facerea lumii ncoace

mi simeam respiraia umed

de teama c nu voi ajunge la timpacolo unde nu fusesem chematdar fusesem nsemnatcu !erul rou al zilei de natereca semnciudat semn de recunoaterec trebuie s strbat liniaacea linie scurt

fatidicdintre cele dou date calendaristice-

i !niul e ascunsdup colul ntmplrii-


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that short line...

i was running to somewhere

night and day still runningcrushing seasons underneath my eyelidsweird road signsthat have been thought up by some noonesince the world came into being-

i felt my breathing moistfor fear i would not reach in time

that place nobody had called me toyet i had already been markedwith the hot iron of day of birtha signa queer sign of admi'ingto one day having to crossthat short fatefulline

between two dates in the calendar-

and the !nish line is lurkingaround the corner of the random-


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orionturi precare

aburite ecrane nc se dezlnuiecnd merg spre tinecu imagini ncrcate pe retinca o plas de "uturimi se clatin privireaspre cetina bradului arsca spre o sodom prezent

i eu nc portn sminteala mea!lmul ce nu se scrie nicicnddespre o eai un elintuii doar pentru o via

n dou orizonturi precare-


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precarious horions

steamy screens are ragingas they head your wayshowing images uploaded on the retinalike nets to capture bu'er"ies-my vision staggersas i6m looking at the burnt down !r8treeas if that were an actual sodoma

and i6m still carrying aroudin my disturbed minda !lm of those whose script get never wri'enabout a sheand a heprisoners for one lifetimeof two precarious horizons-


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lespei de rou

spune8mi cnd rsare izvoruldintre frunzele adormite n toamncum macii s8au stins ntre dou copitezburdnd n galop delirant-

spune8mi cnd cerul m8apascu alungate gnduri de ev

despre unicul pcat originarce8l simt nc n bezna uitrii-

iar tu s m ieri arar deiratntre dou ctune de linitec8n clipele mele de zmbetm8nchid sub lespezi de rou-


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slabs of dew

let me know when creeks appearfrom among the dormant leaves of fallhow poppies perished under hoofsin frantic gallopping-

let me know when skies overwhelm youlike eve6s abandoned thoughts

about the only original sinstill there while all else forgo'en-

as for you lanky maple treebetween two hamlets of peace forgive mefor hiding under slabs of dewduring my moments of smiling-


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elixir

rmsesem odat nchisn goacea unei zilei8mi picuram n ochii iernaticitrei clipe de elixirextras din privirea ta albastr


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elixir

once i got stuckinside the shell of a dayand dripped in my winterly eyesthree instants of elixirextracted from the blue look in your eyes-


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#ndemn

rmnei pe creste domnilorprpstiile sunt doar pentru noi

cei ce n8am a"at nc unde suntemn zborul fr sens al nlucilor nopii

rmnei pe creste cntnd aleluia2pentru cei ca noisptorii n bezna unei ideistrivit8ntre petalele clipei-

rmnei pe creste domnilorv8ai ctigat acest dreptla tombola zodiilor i ursiteiiar noi ne vom cufunda n versul8ispit-


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an urging

don6t leave the mount peaks gentlemanthe chasms are just for us the others

the ones who are yet to discover what their place isin this in this absurd "ight of nightly ghosts-

stay on the mount peaks and sing hallelujah2for people like usdiggers into the pitch8black of an ideacrushed between the petals of now-

stay on the mount peaks gentlemanyou won this rightat the ra%e of astrology and fatewhile we shall once again dive in the verse that tempts-


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mirare pe ruguri

aveam ciudata impresiec8n nopile pline de lun

acumulez toate pcatele lumiide8mi trimiteai numai gndul

rupeai cristale de ziusemnnd mirare pe rugurii8n su"et lumin apus

ntre dou deprtri senine-

mai sesizez cuprinsul miratdestin de valet fr serviciui m trsc spre cuca rmas

n anotimpuri rmase acolo-


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wonderings on pres

i was under this eery impressionthat during the moonlit nights

i gathered all the sins of the entire worldand if you simply sent me a thought

by doing that you tore crystals o# the dayseeding wonderings on budsand a dim light upon my soul

between two remote clear blue faraways-

i also grasp the surprised contentdestiny as a jobless butlerand i crawl into the cage left behind

by seasons that have lingered there-


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numra(i-mi ridurile

azi e ultima zin care8mi mai rup clipelespre a face un zmeu

cltorie spre un polal copilriei melemereu prezente-

prieteni.nu8mi nelegei mirareace8o am n faa unei zileatt de timide 9n lumin

mirare mereu reluatntr8un carusel nebunn timp ce voimi numrai ridurile-


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count m wrinkles

today will be the last daythat i break moments fromto make a kite

and "y on it toward a poleof an ever8present childhood-

my friends.can6t you understand how marvelledi feel by a simple daythat is so timid in full lightmarvel repeated over and over again

like in a crazy carouseland you are just standing therecounting my wrinkles-


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nume de strad

visul su nu era dect un visuitat

ntre crile bibliotecilor consumate

cnd credea c tot adevrule scurs prin albastrul cerneliipe albele !le ca spre albe fecioarecntate n versurii !xate8n balade-

de fapt visul su era unul singursimetric i limpede

nchis ntre dou circumvoluiunivoia s devin cndvanume de stradatt-

s8l pronune oameniide mia de ori pe zi-


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a street's name

his dream was simply a dreamforgo'en among the library books he had read

back in the days he thought that the entire truth

had drained together with the blue inkonto the white pages as towards pale virginssung in versesand made eternal in ballads-

actually his dream was onesymmetrical and clearclosed between two circonvolutions

he simply wanted to becomea street6s namethat was all to itto have it said by peopleone thousand times a day-


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m #ntorc spre dealul golgotei

durerea n8ai s8o gseti n ziarei nici n colul biblioteciisunt sigur de migraia ei

sub piramida vrednic de mila oamenilorce8i strig prezentul pe strzile bizarea unei lumi lejer alterat-

ca s !u sigur c voi scpade supapa deschis a ndoieliidespre dureri i alte idei obscure

m ntorc spre dealul golgoteii m rstignescde dou ori pe zimai ales n clipele de liniteale respiraiei-


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i return to the golgotha hill

hurting cannot be found in pages of newpapersnor in a corner of some libraryi6m pre'y sure of its having migrated

under the pitiful pyramid of peoplewho cry their present out in the bizarre streetsof a slightly decayed world-

in order to make sure i6ll stay clearof the open valve of doubtingpain and of other obscure ideasi go back to the hill of golgotha

and crucify myselftwo times a daymostly in the quiet momentsof breathing in and out-


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#n lipsa celuilalt

puteam s8not zilnicn rul nelinitilor tale

cnd tu i pieptnai privirean oglinda ngheului concentrical lipsei celuilaltlocuitor al gndului tu-

puteam s depun zilniccte o "oare n zodia taspre amintire de roua

pitit noptatic n genecnd tu nu eraila locul unde se8ntlnesc zorile-


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when the other one's not there

i used to be able to swim every dayupstream the river of your anxieties

while you were combing the look in your eyesin the mirror of the concentric freezecaused by the absenceof the other inhabitant of your mind-

i was able to lay down each dayone new "ower in your zodiacto remind you of the dew

hidden deep among your lashesin times you were not therein that place where dawns collide-


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descartes

n umbra vechii catedrale goticedescartes lefuiete ncprincipiile

visnd la lefuirea sticleica drum mai uor spre cartezianismnetiind c de fapt acesta era drumulspre sera!cul spinozace crea undeva la adpostul sticlei lefuitecu praful stelar rmas de la elun soclu pentru substan-

i lefuiesc i8n ziua de azila sursa iubiriispirituale desigur!ecare n alt col al su"etului-


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descartes

in the shadow cast by the old gothic cathedraldescartes is still polishing hisprinciples

dreaming of the polishing of glassunaware of this leadingto spinoza the seraphicwho was some place else protected by polished glass creatingfrom the star dust left behind by hima socle to substance

and they are now still somewhere polishing

the source of lovespiritual love. of courseeach one in a di#erent corner of the soul-


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iube&te

iubetemi optise un strop de lumini ziua8i va !

mai plin de aripii sigursenin

iubetemi optise i lunaproptit n vrfuri de cetinii zmbea

complicenebuna0

iubetemi optise i vntulfonind printre slcii pletoaseiubete i vei simide8a pururi

cuvntul

iubetemi optise iubireadescntec la ceasul trziui las iubitas8i rureze darnicprivirea


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go ahead and love

go ahead and lovea drop of light whispered in my earand your day will be

fuller of wingsand surelyclear-

go ahead and lovealso whispered the moonfrom the top of !r8treesand she was smiling at me

winkingthat crazy old loon---

go ahead and lovethe wind whispered as wellrustling through weeping willowslove and you6ll foreverfeel

the word to tell-

go ahead and lovelove itself whispered to mechanting at late hoursand let your sweetheartstaythe most of what you see-


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triste(e

ziduri sparte. ziduri recimi8amintesc de toamna8n caresilabisind a loc de veci

pleca mama la culcare

s se odihneasc8n !nedintr8o lume aa pustie.fr noi i fr minenumai doar o venicie

caii galopau8napoi

unde stele se desparti lsnd copacii goizidul rece. zidul spart-


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sadness

walls are cracked and walls are coldthat fall6s vivid in my mindwhen mom in few syllables foretold

how she6d leave her rest to !nd-

to get peace at last in trueo# this world empty and sadwithout us without me tooan eternity ahead-

horses gallopped back to places

where the light of stars di#ractleft for trees just lea"ess spaceswall is cold and wall is cracked-


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uitase s pl"ng$

norulpe care bunicul meu scrisese o doin

a plouat ploi albe. ploi roiiploi de sticl pisatploi ce nu8i au numele8aiciploinetiute de nimeni n veac!indc su"etu8i amar de ninsoareaanilor petrecui n zguruitase s plng demult-


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had forgotten to cr ...

the cloudthat my grandfather had once wri'en a song of grief upon

rained down white rains. red rainsrains of pounded glassrains whose name cannot be mentioned hererainsthat stayed known to nobody throughout the agesthat happened because his soul embi'ered by the snowof all the years it had spent in slughad long forgo'en how to cry-


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spaime cotidiene

ct btaie de capct alarm

n tabra sobr i seac

a oamenilor de ordinese tem doar de omul acestace sparge mereu cerculpretutindeni el vedesimpla deschidereunde se poate planta o ideevede electronulcirculnd n frunza pdurii

3subversiv optici profund duntoarepoziiei de drepi4-

noti!care/i se va respinge cerereade a ! numitcorp de iluminat-


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dail fears

so big a hassleand adoin the dry sober camp

of the guardians of public orderthey are only afraid of that manwho always breaks the circlewho sees in every place

just another openingto plant an idea inwho can see the electronas it works its way inside the leaves of forests

3a vision both subversiveand detrimentalto the standing position4

notice/his requestto be appointed illuminating bodyshall be hereby denied-


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Joc la cacialma

mi se zbate pe retin8n !ecare searimaginea prea desfrunzit8a zilei

rmas8n gheara timpului trecut aiureainnd s8mi nnobilezesimurile tocite

n lupte inegaledin start pierdute-

i aud

o tire de ultim orc sunt condamnats joc la cacialmanumai o via-


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the bluff game

each night my retina "ickerswith the image of naked branches of the day

an image stuckinside the claw8like grasping of the time ill8spentwishing to embellish my senses worn downin ba'les of unequal foesthat had been lost before they even started-

and i6ve just heardthe breaking news

that i6ve been sentencedin this blu# gameto have only one life to gamble-


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&i vine ghea(a

cristale negre de8ntunericse8adun la taifas n stoluri

ca s inunde cu noi semnece a gndit un om o via-

i sunt robite gnduri asprelovite sprinten de copitede sensul care8l d prin aceun ornic simplu i nesigur-

cnd oameni uit s pronunea celuilalt tiutul nume!nalu8i tot mai vag n ceai vine gheaa pentr8un secol-


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and ice will come

black crystals of darknessgather up in "ocks to chant

and to "ood with extra8symbolsa human6s entire corpus of thought-

the harsher thoughtstrampled on by agile hoofs become slavesto the meanings shown by the !ngersof a basic imprecise clock-

and whenever people forget to callthe others by their nameso does the end get dimmer in the fogand ice will come for yet another century-


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doar un pas

tiam c de pe acea stncse poate

s8i gseti n tain strmoiinu trebuie dect s te prinzi de un gndi s8l termini pn la captfcnd pasul n fa-att. doar un pas-

uneori un pas e o lume0


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just one step

i knew that from the top of that cli#it was possible

to secretly !nd your ancestorsall you had to do was hold on to one thoughtand think it through until its endwhile taking one step ahead

just one step. not one more-

sometimes. a step comprises an entire world---


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eternul copil

saltimbancu8i poart dovezile.dovezi de dragoste de urde patimi

sechestrate n nopi nedormitede8nchideri forate ale ochilorcnd palme i fulger faale pstreaz sub stratul vopsitca pe tristeea clipelor plnsecnd ncerca s devin un omal oamenilor-e prietenul melancolic

al celor ce vor s rdcnd cineva ia uturi n spate-

e omul ce are doar un viciuviciul dorinei de a ! bunla su"etcu copiii-

elcopilul etern


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perpetual child

the acrobat carries around his proofsproofs of loving proofs of hatingof passions

locked down during sleepless nightsunder the squinted lids of eyesand if it happens to be slappedhe keeps that slap under the layer of paint on his faceas a sign of sorrow from the time he cried

back in the days he struggled to become a manamong people-he is the melancholic friend

of those who wish to laughwhenever someone gets his behind kicked-

he is a man of one addiction onlythat of wishing to be a be'er8hearted personaround children-

hethe perpetual child-


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#mpu&c ilnic greieri

azi mi s8au necat toate corbiilei nu plng pentru a avea de ce plngede parc gtele capitoliuluisacrele gte

s8ar ! picurat una cte una spre apusntre dou nvliri ale vandalilor-

s nu v mirai c m port civilizatmpuc zilnic greiericu smburi de zarzri m uit cu orele la norii ce se ducspre ara zmeilor din copilrie

doar cteodat se prpstuiesc toatetoate din jur pn i corbiilece le8am asigurat cu descntecul!relor de cimbrui m las gol ca8n zilele facerii-

zile8ntregi apoi am de lucrucu gtele capitoliului

sacrele gtece se n!ineaz pe rnd

n aspra8mi condiie precarspre a depune plngere penal

mpotriva vandalilor cronicice se iesc fr jendintre faldurile istoriei-


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i shoot crickets ever da

today all my ships went down to the bo'om of the seaand i6m not crying for the sake of cryingit6s like the geese of the capitol

those sacred geesegently headed one by one westboundbetween two vandal invasions-

don6t be surprised that i behave myselfi shoot crickets every daywith apricot stonesand then i spend long hours watching the clouds leaving

for the country of childhood kites-it6s only sometimes that everything goes haywireeverything around and ships as welleven though i had them secured with spellsmade from savouryand so i am left stark8nakedlike on the day i came into this world-

and after that entire days i6m busywith those geese of the capitolthose sacred geesewho come one by oneright back into my precarious conditionin order to !le penal complaintagainst chronic vandalswho show up shamelessly

from among the folds of history-


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vagi himere

unduiesc pe coasta mriiunduiesc printre cuvinteca un dor rmas nluc

strbtut de vagi himere

i m8ntreb eu. care codruizvodi8va strigturas m cheme nspre nimenica spre un cnt duios de "uier

ca apoi s8mi sprijin gndul

de un vis cu poteci rarece8i numit de unii via

ntr8o lume oarecare-


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ha chimeras

i wave my way across the sea shorei wave my way around wordsliked a longing unfull!lled

pierced by hazy chimeras-

and i can6t help wondering which forestwill call out my nameto lure me to nooneas to an endearing piper6s song-

and after that i6ll lean my thought

against a dream of few trailsthat some people would call a lifein an ordinary world-


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muritor fr regrete

aga8te prietene de primul vaporce trece att de rari abia vzut

spre marea liniteiaga8te i pltete8i cu un semninventat de primii oamenicpitanului ce poart cu eltoate !ordurile visate de tinecnd toamnase chinuie s8i arunce mantiaasupra ta muritor fr regrete

ce simicum pariv se apropieo iarn etern-


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mortal without remorses

cling my friend to the !rst ship you seeit sails so seldomand so barely seen

toward the sea of tranquilitycling on to it and pay up with a signof those the !rst humans inventedpay the captain who carries around in himselfall the &ords you6ve ever dreamt ofin autumnsthat struggle to cast their veilover you mortal without remorses

as you are starting to feelthat an eternal winteris meanly heading your way-


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sunt eligibil domnilor!

am nchis silabele8n prima grdinntlnit aproape de eden

silabe grele. silabe albe. silabe aspresilabe de toat mna!indc erau acum ale melev jurerau ctigate cinstit

n ptratul perfectcircumscris unei clipece spunea clar

c sunt eligibiln spaiul cuvntului-


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am i eligible gentlemen!

i locked up all the syllables in the !rst gardenthat i could !nd close to eden

heavy syllables. white syllables. rough sylablesall kinds of syllablesbecause they were now minei sweari earned them fairinside the perfect squarecircumscribing a momentthat clearly stated

my eligibilitywithin word6s length-


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numrtoare invers

Lui N.G.

omul acesta este al dracului

3spuse cinevalustruindu8i eava mitralierei4are un ochi ntors nuntrucu carescormonete adncurilevzndu8ne pe noiaa goiprecum nici nu ne tim-

i adunfolosind principiileciudat adunareca fenomenul dimineiifr ciocrlii false-

!indc prea se ducen !ecare zi printre oameni

precis o s i se8ntmple ceva3spusesrutnd un cartui bgndu8l pe eav4


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countdown

to N.G.

this man is devil6s own

3someone saidwhile bu$ng the hull of his machine gun4he6s got one of the eyes turned inwardsand with that eyehe probes deepand sees usas nakedas we can6t even imagine ourselves being

and gathersusing the principlesqueer gatheringssuch as the phenomenon of morningswithout false skylarks-

but as he goes too oftenout to meet other people

something bad is bound to happen to him one day3he addedkissed a bulletand pushed it down the hull4-


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confesiunea unui sinuciga&

frnghia aceea ce spintec rufemi poate ! fatal

dintr8o clip n altanoroc de edilii oraului3aceti zei ambalai n foi de ceapzmislii precar

n zodia penuriei energetice4c n8au aprobat n consiliuinventarea spunului-

de ce1m8ntrebai agresndu8mi timpanuldestinul. rspund

ntotdeauna cnd numrpe scena albastr a zileicoapsele fatidicece8mi ies n cale

mi ies cte dou

doamne2 ntotdeauna doude dou ori moartea mea0

piei satan2i f locunei pajiti cu amintiri-


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a suicider'a confession

that line that cuts through clothesmay prove deadly to my person

any second nowbut i6m in luck as the town fathers3those gods wrapped in onion layersprecariously bornunder the sign of enery shortage4haven6t yet approved in councilthe inventing of the soap-

why1you are asking hurting my eardrumsfate i answer-when i counton the blue canvas of the daythe fateful thighsthat cross my waythey always come in two6s

god. always two6stwice my demise0

go away. devil2and make roomto a meadow of memories-


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dureri strict personale

celebrnd naterea unui cerproprietate personal.

3grdina mea rodind multe minuni4mi8am fcut palma rotundmngind fntna fr vrsta lumiinebuna lumea"at sub semnul amaral funciilor strict cresctoarespre in!nitul durerii

a doua ziam fost amendat severpentru port ilegal de cer-


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pain strictl private

in celebration of the birth of a new skyprivate property

3my gardens yielding many a miracle4he rounded his palmand carressed the timeless fountainof the worldof the crazy worldthat stands under the bi'er signof strictly increasing functionsthat tend to the in!nity of pain-

the following dayhe got severely !nedfor illegal possession of a sky-


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apocalips

scandau cuvinte cu gura plinridicnd ode celui de nerostit

!indc veacu8i ajunsese din urmvestind ruin i moarteo moarte fr linite etern0


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apocalpse

they were chanting words in mouthfulspraising the unnamed one in odes

for the centennial had caught up with themforeshadowing ruin and deathdeath yes but no eternal peace0


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Cuprins

%i&i#ee- 2&cae% , 3

cd 4

*he 5

/ calea (%&iei 6

eeig fae 7

&ee c(eif"%e 8

c(eif"% &ig& 9

de "a#e 10"f he igh 11

( 12

Y"( 13

ia..14

I ke*15

f%(e (iae 16

f"%&ake lea)e& 17/ &%ai de cic"a%e 18

i chic"%, ga%e 19

%e#%"(%i 20

%e##%"ache& 21

#e%ic"l! 22

dage% 23

#l"i de i(lie 24%ai& "f j(l, 25

&ei 26

&eece 27

#%i)i%i 28

glace& 29

/%eb%i 30

$(e&i"& 31

#ie%d(i #%i%e (e%e 32


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l"& a"g (be%& 34

aee 36

ahei&37(de ei? 38

*he%e a%e ,"(? 39

&-i fii 40

" be , 41

a%a% 42

&" %a%el, "*43

"dih 44

%e& 45ae&ec 46

i+ 47

a(ci 48

ad he 49

&c%i&"%i )echi 50

, fa)"(%ie ace&"% 52

cec de "a#e 54"c(%al &"g 55

ac"l" ai %a& 56

he%e ,"( %eaied 57

b(c(%ie 58

j", 59

#%e&ii%e 60

#%e&eie 61la (b%a )e%il"% bai 62

i he &had"* "f g%ee "e, 63

&(b #l&(l felia%el"% 64

(de% he &%ee ligh 65

&ieli de " "bi(i 66

a a)e%age a'& di&%aci"& 67

de d"%(l (ei ile 68

l"gig f"% a da, 69


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cd &iea e" 70

back *he i fel like e" 71

acea liie &c(% 72ha &h"% lie... 73

"%i"(%i #%eca%e 74

#%eca%i"(& h"%i"& 75

leei de %"( 76

&lab& "f de* 77

eli+i% 78

eli+i% 79

/de 80a (%gig 81

i%a%e #e %(g(%i 82

*"de% " #,%e& 83

(%ai-i %id(%ile 84

"( , *%ikle& 85

(e de &%ad 86

a &%ee'& ae 87 /"%c %e deal(l g"lg"ei 88

i %e(% " he g"lg"ha hill 89

/ li#&a cel(ilal 90

*he he "he% "e'& " he%e 91

de&ca%e& 92

de&ca%e& 93

i(bee 94g" ahead ad l")e 95

%i&ee 96

&ade&& 97

(ia&e & #lg 98

had f"%g"e " c%, ... 99

aie c"idiee 100

dail, fea%& 101

J"c la caciala 102


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he bl(ff gae 103

i )ie gheaa 104

ad ice *ill c"e 105d"a% ( #a& 106

j(& "e &e# 107

ee%(l c"#il 108

#e%#e(al child 109

/#(c ilic g%eie%i 110

i &h"" c%icke& e)e%, da, 111

)agi hie%e 112

ha, chie%a& 113(%i"% f% %eg%ee 114

"%al *ih"( %e"%&e& 115

&( eligibil d"il"%! 116

a i eligible gelee! 117

(%"a%e i)e%& 118

c"(d"* 119

c"fe&i(ea ((i &i(ciga 120a &(icide%'a c"fe&&i" 121

d(%e%i &%ic #e%&"ale 122


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