Now it's autumn...

Poems by Mihai Eminescu about Old, Olderness, Autumn, Fairy Tales, Time, Hate, Dream, Eyes, Life, Fire

Now it's autumn...

Now it's autumn, leaves roam and scatter,
Again the wind flings heavy drops against the glazing;
And you're reading old letters, tattered and fading
And retrace a whole life-time in just one hour.

With sweet trifles you enjoy such time-wasting,
You'd hate to be disturbed by a tap on the shutter;
For when it's sleeting outside, it's so much better
To dream by the fireside, sleepily nodding.

So I stay in my chair, staring into the fire,
Dreaming of old tales and a fairy queen's sighs;
Around me the mist rises higher and higher;

Suddenly the rustling of silk makes me rise,
Steps so soft, barely touched by the old floor . . .
Then with slender, icy hands you hide my eyes.
Poems by Mihai Eminescu about old, olderness, autumn, fairy tales, time, hate, dream, eyes, life, fire.
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Mihai Eminescu (1850-1889) The biggest romanian poet and one of the best-known poets of the world

Was born on: 15 jan 1850.
Died on 15 jun 1889, at 39 years old.