Valentin Busuioc Poems

Once upon a time
and once only
there lived an unsightly man
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in a thick milk bottle
a dark green one
which grandfather found on the beach after the war
having inside a shriveled yellow paper
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I dreamed about my dad
He was 53 - my age
the same age he was when he left us
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my child asks me
daddy,
do dead people dream?
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A fost odată
o singură dată
un bărbat foarte urât
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after my dad died
our dog broke the chain
and went straight to the tomb
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a sunshine
warms your ankle

occasionally blowed by the wind
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I was a nice boy
at the cinema, all the blonde girls
sat next to me
running their fingers through my hair
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când mi-o veni vremea

o să mă transform într-o coală de scris
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înainte de a mă duce la şcoală
și a pricepe care este rostul învăţăturii
tata a zis că e musai să merg la bâlci
pentru a vedea dansul unui derviş rotitor
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