Dorina Neculce Poems

in my ancestral land
larks sing
in
whispers
...

Felicia is surrounded by
waters troubled
her hands
smooth shadows
...

allow meto pass
by rivers of illusions
, , born and not made, ,
trapped on shore
...

Adevărul are formă rotundă.
Confuzie gravă. Adevărul poate
sta în mijlocul drumului, cu genunchii strânși,
cu mâinile strânse împrejur ca un cordon ombilical
...

they gave me a baby
from the train
I did not know him
"It's yours, " they said
...

the man of the time

the day will pass
like a flickered
...

twilights bound

on lips you friend of mine since you have gone
...

when are intertwined
shadows of the night
in the depths of the earth
I support my elbows
...

fwhen are intertwined
shadows of the night
in the depths of the earth
I support my elbows
...