sâmbătă, 25 ianuarie 2014


I was running so fast that
I left one eye behind
which solely saw me
as I thinned, -
a stripe at first, later a line
Noble void crossing the nothingness,
a rapid, unexisting particle
traversing Death.

(Nichita Stănescu, Finish, 1978, unlawfully translated by Lucian-A. Blaga, 2014)

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