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Migrating Birds
IU ion untaru (3 december 1939 / Village Finta, Dambovitza)

Migrating Birds

Meadow gentle loosen
Green areas where they
Hear noise of the villages from
Then silence, anyway

A scary trunk on a hill
More than an opaque curse
Hangs from every tree
Unspoken fear of a prayer

The soft murmur of the water
Avoiding with fear a forest
Over which falls an ax
Cutting invisible threads

Migrating birds come and go
Over these lying horizons,
The shores of an ancient Corinth
And the poisoned gift of a Greek

(translated from romanian)

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i see the clouds and feel the wind... ah yes! what a wonderful poem this is sir!