Poems by Nichita Stănescu about Memory

2 poems by Nichita Stănescu about memory

Nichita Stănescu Romanian poet

The ascension of words

Thus, like the skin
of a shorn ewe, the day rises.

It is difficult to skin the self from a stone.
It is difficult to skin memory from a Greek.

But why should we talk about these!
After all,
light too has a skin,
light too can be...

Nichita StănescuPoems by Nichita Stănescu about memory

Distance

is the cog wheel
on the haunted axle of my hearing,
grinding fine the deadened mind
of that unborn god
waiting to be caught
by the earth's blue speed,
and carrying in a handled urn
the plucked heart - ours,
it's beating,...

Nichita StănescuPoems by Nichita Stănescu about memory