Sub ploaia de tei

îi adun pe toţi

cei care au fost, cei care vor fi

şi toţi aceia care aproape că sunt.

E prisos de avânt

dedesubtul lor,

al florilor ce picură vara.

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2 responses to “

  • Kramer

    There was a slice of silence served at breakfast each day. I did not mind that at all. The conversational jam, the chit-chat marmalade and the other related stuff would have made my inner glycemia go hypo’ anyway. Anyway, “there is no there, there” but what if the “there” is under that linden tree? Will than be a “there” somewhere? I know it is… .

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