Purity Poem by Nina Cassian
Purity
Amazing solitude.
Only me and my cigarette,
and this tiny dragonfly
painted in Moldavian monastery blue.
Nothing threatens me,
not even the sun.
The sky is an immense cloud
made of mother-of-pearl.
The lake is an immense cloud
made of mother-of-pearl.
I am the mermaid of the lake.
— I am an infinite melody
like the murmur of the rain.
And I am clean,
like the poem I'm writing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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4/25/2024 2:28:43 AM # 1.0.0.1119
well written poem....carry on...good wishes..