Dear Mother Poem by Dorina Neculce
Dear Mother
Now when all the rivers have dried up
When they split entirely
herbage
Sprouted wild beasts languages
Remember that thou hast born
a sign of fears undone
I've lost my courage in a final
cry
My hand take shape the truth and
hot clay
turning it on all sides no
you could not recognize eyelids
are the only opener of way
Cavernous in this city of where
the angels were departed
climbing up on the wire of
rusty spider
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I like that poem! când scrie despre mama este binecuvântată. Îmi place această poezie frumoasă
My hand take shape the truth and hot clay turning it on all sides. cavernous in the city..... angel departed..... spiders nests...... very fine expressions dear poetess........on archaeology.. tony
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 12:55:21 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Well expressed thoughts and feelings. An insightful creation. Thanks for sharing......................................