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Nora Iuga: Au relanti

May 20, 2011 by PBQ

yes in a seductive jungle
I too would have liked to encounter the tiger
with a flower in its muzzle
yes I too would have liked
beneath the scourge of words
thoroughly confused and falsified
to find someone waving at me
from the crowd of skirts and soldiers

there are compressed spaces on maps
there are big houses with ominous windows like masks
there are old phonographs with horns that can swallow kilometers of silence
and I begin to detect violin bows cutting the way
for the minor failure that deliberately tries
to die au relanti

hey you gellu naum shouted at me you buried woman
then he shoved a handful of leaves down my throat
what a green agony just imagine
what a green agony

Filed Under: Fiction 65 Tagged With: Contributors 65, Fiction, Fiction 65, Nora luga

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