ion untaru

Rookie (3 december 1939 / Village Finta, Dambovitza)

All Life - Poem by ion untaru

all life spent on roads
for joyful meeting with old things

no Cressus was richer
than a pitiful man

of the bent pieces of wood
he always carved
a marvel bird

evening sit it on a window
and during the night,

(translated from romanian)

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 16, 2009

Poem Edited: Sunday, November 1, 2009

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