Angi Melania Cristea



Last October

leaves and my frail-heeled shoes your stubbed-out cigarettes on the ground until yesterday love was a cricket astray in the artesian well and all the pink-lipped autumns… over the doll’s house my young mother laughs to my father who is …

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Igloo | Iglu

The birds that invade the sky with phosphorescent wings, they are moments of softness, cracks in plaster-time. I see their splinters among the spent stars and I ask the planet of a thousand solitudes not to spread her tentacles towards …

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3 Romanian Poets in Translation: Ana Dragu, Angi Melania Cristea and Laura Cozma

Donna Quijote by Viorica Ciucanu Ana Dragu: Nothing Would Be the Same | Nimic nu ar mai fi la fel Ana Dragu: Love | Dragostea Ana Dragu: Love No | Dragoste Nu Ana Dragu: Fever | Febră Ana Dragu: March …

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Bicoloured | Bicolor

I can be quiet with the alabaster syllables I can rattle the silence or adorn the lines of destiny with bicoloured storks I love the endless column its cedar scent but the knife with which I sculpt the clouds smells …

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Poem with Sea | Poem cu Mare

the sea is spilling young fish onto the shore your smile is hanging in the horizon like a hairpin where are the ice banks the hordes of lovers the seagulls on one leg when the ship capsizes? your hands are …

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The Ruse of the Night | Trucurile Nopţii

tonight sparkling quinces are moaning on the windowsill through the skin of each star I see perennial shadows time to harvest the wine grapes that terrible gift of drinking must from the palms of life as if I were or …

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