My Cranes Poem by ion untaru

My Cranes



my cranes fly south
in moonlit nights hear them
flocks steal me on,
all the treasures of the mind

behind them I remain so easy
that I can fly
to the graceful country
in one of their bands;

but I am not entitled to ask
to go with them to heavens,
nor to push me forward
and I close myself in a book

(translated from romanian)

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Village Finta, Dambovitza
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