Lupercalia Poem by Cristina M. Moldoveanu

bubblegum balloons, mechanical clocks, counting frames with beads,
letters on perfumed paper, furry toys for kittens,
chocolate Santa Claus, giraffe stamps, thistle ponchos,
black pirate eyeglasses, stickers with phosphorescent hearts,
terracotta ocarinas, rainbow lollipops...

back then it was silence when I laughed

the little girl who sees the sun through a big leaf does not grow anymore
her breast is like magnolia blossoms
when the flowers fall down the clouds take their place atop the tree
and the sun is like the small red eye of a white pigeon

rag dolls never fall asleep
their silky hair becomes more and more dark and rough
porcelain dolls with small keyholes learn step-dancing
in their lacquered shoes

I chose a flower and I created the world in her image
now it is silence even if I cry