by Ioana Ioana | Nov 21, 2021 | Center for translation, Limbi Straine
Willesden GreenThe band of mourners shuffled out acrossa field of mud past rows of marble slabsto watch your wooden boxlowered into the earth, there to be lostbeneath the shovelled soil.Who turned up ? It doesn’t matter now.The ceaseless rain poured over all of...
by Ioana Ioana | Nov 21, 2021 | Center for translation, Limbi Straine
Willesden GreenThe band of mourners shuffled out acrossa field of mud past rows of marble slabsto watch your wooden boxlowered into the earth, there to be lostbeneath the shovelled soil.Who turned up ? It doesn’t matter now.The ceaseless rain poured over all of...
by Ioana Ioana | Nov 21, 2021 | Center for translation, Limbi Straine
Willesden GreenThe band of mourners shuffled out acrossa field of mud past rows of marble slabsto watch your wooden boxlowered into the earth, there to be lostbeneath the shovelled soil.Who turned up ? It doesn’t matter now.The ceaseless rain poured over all of...
by Ioana Ioana | Nov 21, 2021 | Center for translation, Limbi Straine
BedsLast night I wondered where you had found to sleep.You weren’t in bed. There was no-one in your chair.Through every window the white, full moon glared .I shivered in the garden. Where are you, my darling?I called out miserably: You will catch cold .Waking, I...
by Ioana Ioana | Nov 21, 2021 | Center for translation, Limbi Straine
BedsLast night I wondered where you had found to sleep.You weren’t in bed. There was no-one in your chair.Through every window the white, full moon glared .I shivered in the garden. Where are you, my darling?I called out miserably: You will catch cold .Waking, I...
by Ioana Ioana | Nov 21, 2021 | Center for translation, Limbi Straine
BedsLast night I wondered where you had found to sleep.You weren’t in bed. There was no-one in your chair.Through every window the white, full moon glared .I shivered in the garden. Where are you, my darling?I called out miserably: You will catch cold .Waking, I...
