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And what is breath but // life coming undone, like spring // inside blades of grass

Poems

A Veteran
​Why are they laughing
A drink with Tom about old masters and young mistresses  
Antwerp Scene
​​More alike than unalike
Suddenly, early
Metonymy
The Sauntering Step ​
On Second Thought
It
Listening to November
Apprenticeship
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  • Home
  • Poetry
    • A Veteran
    • Why are they laughing
    • A drink with Tom about old masters and young mistresses
    • Antwerp Scene
    • More alike than unalike
    • Suddenly, early
    • Metonymy
    • The Sauntering Step
    • On Second Thought
    • It
    • Listening to November
    • Apprenticeship
  • Poetry in Translation
    • Nichita Stanescu >
      • To bend light
      • Song
      • Old song for new moon
      • Sad Love Song
      • Love, young lioness
      • *** (to Laura)
      • Through the orange tunnel
    • Mircea Cartarescu >
      • When You Need Love
      • The Collision
      • Adieu! In Buharest
      • The West
  • Articles
  • Biography
  • Contact