Nina Cassian Poems

Purity

Amazing solitude.

Only me and my cigarette,

and this tiny dragonfly

painted in Moldavian monastery blue.



Nothing threatens me,

not even the sun.

The sky is an immense cloud

made of mother-of-pearl.

The lake is an immense cloud

made of mother-of-pearl.

I am the mermaid of the lake.

— I am an infinite melody

like the murmur of the rain.



And I am clean,

like the poem I'm writing.... more »

A Withered Rose

A withered rose is a withered rose

is a withered rose.

Its head bows in mourning,

it sheds pink petals

like enormous tears.



My head also contemplates the floor

where nothing grows.... more »

Epilogue

Between the sun and me
there is a veil of quietude
which protects my eyes
from the scratch of light
which spares my being
from the blister of knowledge
which allows my self
to breathe undisturbed.

So now the war is over
and now the love is over:
How beautiful the death
well prepared in advance.... more »

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