A Strange Light Poem by ion untaru

A Strange Light



in front of us here is a hell
born in turn from another
justifying for a brother
what is eternally to sell

and two silent brackets
opened to every doubts
locked-between redoubts
like two empty jackets

wanted a yard with juror
everybody has the honour
when a strange light appears
on convicted face in tears

(translated from romanian)

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Village Finta, Dambovitza
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