Horatiu Stamatin

Rookie (Romania)

Horatiu Stamatin Poems

1. (a Woman…) 8/10/2008
2. (a Wife) 8/10/2008
3. (it Was Autumn...) 10/26/2008
4. (my Lady…) 8/10/2008
5. (the Women And Christianity) 8/1/2008
6. When I Came 12/19/2010
7. When I Entered The Room 12/16/2010
8. I Don'T Like 6/20/2011
9. (sing, O, Goddess...) 10/26/2008
10. (if You Speak…) 8/10/2008
11. (of Her Pants…) 8/10/2008
12. (ars Poetica) 8/10/2008
13. (go To...) 10/26/2008
14. (the Girls Washed...) 10/26/2008
15. (sometimes…) 8/10/2008
16. (the Clock Strikes…) 8/10/2008
17. (a Man Walks...) 10/26/2008
18. (homage To The Philosopher Emil Cioran) 6/26/2013
19. (my Girlangel) 6/30/2013
20. (if Alva Had Known) 5/26/2013
21. (runk) 5/31/2013
22. (anna Karenina Was A Novel Written By Lev Tolstoy) 8/10/2008
23. (even The Saints...) 10/26/2008
24. (on A Sunday Afternoon...) 10/26/2008
25. (of Love) 12/16/2010
Best Poem of Horatiu Stamatin

(a Woman…)

A woman came in my garden.
She took off her bra, cut her left bosom, and buried it in the shadow of a tree.
After a while I kept working with the fruit, and she had got another bosom grown.
Digging a tree root, I came across a rifle. I lifted it to the sky and fired.
I heard a sigh and a blue liquid started to dropp down as from a wound.

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(the Clock Strikes…)

The clock strikes the midnight and I make love with a poetess. Her hands are not her hands, her words are not her words. I lick some sweat drops from her forehead: their taste reminds me that the earth is halfhearted and the flowers, confused.

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