In the Nature of Joy, in the Geometry of Your Snowflake
Poetry and Tears
It seems a ballet of bridal cherry blossom, breezing April’s
photons, my Sweetheart: it seems to snow innocently, rustlingly,
and the chorale of brownish leaves of the secular, imperial
platans resounds, upon the pilgrimaged golden penguins...
01 feb 2010
Poems by Ion Pachia-Tatomirescu about joy
