It Is Not A Little Star Poem by Peter Mamara

by M. Eminescu (1850-1889)

It is not a twinkling little star.
So it doesn't reflect
On a thoroughfare full of clouds
To another shining star…
To another love…

Only a life with the thought of death,
Only a brow that turns yellow,
Only a tiny part that hasn't been blessed
Only these aren't loved.

A god shall not have as an altar
— A yellow star without glow.
It is my mind that stops
My own heart…

(1867)

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