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Her ankle softly torment on the chest
Released my wings so sharpen and so thin
Into the breath of spring from east to west
And the enchanted world that lies within.
Two flowers blink and misty rivers grow
When I can see my body from above,
When all the riddles have the answer – no,
When Eden’s lost and death is chasing love;
But when I see the sprightly nymph, a thorn
Of woe and hope as heavy as the sand
Of time assured me that I’ll reborn,
Between the pure sky and colored land.
For now: Farewell to all! I go to hung
In stars because the destiny has rung.
1 III 2008
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Mutumesc pentru lectura Tea si Radu!
Cristi |
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Cristian Vasiliu la data de
2008-03-02 19:06:36 |
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Ca si Radu : engleza necasnita.... si pe deasupra imagini artistice remarcabile ...o armonie intre fond si forma cum putini stiu elabora..
Admiratia mea de totdeauna....(amplificata totusi de engleza 100% , cum zice Radu)
Calvar*** |
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Tea Nicolescu la data de
2008-03-02 17:50:28 |
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sonet ''englez'' 100%, impecabil din toate punctele de vedere, ritm interior, lirism, versificaþie
felicitãri, Cristi
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Radu Stefanescu la data de
2008-03-02 09:50:07 |
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