Tudor Arghezi Poems

Round crystal on velvet shade,
Serenity at my heart,
I created myself from sky-waters,
Froze under icicles of light.
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There you are, alone again in a cockle-shell boat,
Fighting on a sea-bed with great clouds from the sky
And rocked by the sea, wild beast, as if by a wet-nurse,
Smothered in song by its iron paps.
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Mount with heaven-pointed peak,
Steady in blue dream.
Beaten by ancient hate
With chain whips
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I'll kill my time and dreams, then.
I'll mend my cloak in the dark.
As thanks, I'll know that icy skies
Will filter starlight through the holes.
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Perhaps it's time, since there falls
From trees all leafage that has been
and shone,
To look our past calmly in the face
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The world is paved with light,
Like a church with smoke and resin.
Men drunk with the skies
Stagger in prophets' vestments.
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Through the mist today in sun
Was born of chaos, dead
At morning nightfall,
Gray as a tent.
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My angel remembers
Joys of former times.
Sky reaches to his taste
With sour milk, sharp grapes.
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I stuck my sharp spade into the room.
Outside the wind blew,
Rain fell.
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You had just left. As I had asked.
I followed you along the mellow path,
Until I lost you in the clover, at the end.
Not even once you turned your head.
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