Island Of Porcelain Poem by ion untaru

Island Of Porcelain



Foam waves
caress island of porcelain
like a love song

Glances of dying people
were directed to shores of
porcelain island
that nobody touched

Those who beat themselves
and overpass the horizon line
too look it closely,
are sentenced to dream it
every night

(translated from romanian)

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