Sacrifice Poem by Elena Sandu
Sacrifice
If won't bring you smiles
Let the clown die.
But don't leave in two minutes
not so fast, it survived such a long time
make first a portrait
from its unspoken words, and walk
once more on its laughing path,
feel free then to snatch out
your souvenir, personal:
Pierrot's bleeding heart.
A very deep poem, Elena. Is it meant as a type of sarcasm, criticism, on the far right of the world? Once our heart is bleeding, no matter how much we made them smile, they will let us die, but first they will make portrait, think of all the good we could have done for them from here on-wards, and then take their souvenir. I was searching for a more symbolic meaning in the poem (did the clown stand for something vicious?) . I thought for awhile it was about non-attachment but then the souvenir goes against that. Definitely a deep and thought provoking poem, well written. I just had a bit of a tough time interpreting the meaning in connection with your brilliant and super-friendly personality
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/18/2024 12:19:48 PM # 1.0.0.1119
superr.... i enjoyed reading this.