Season's end

Poems by Nichita Stănescu about Feelings, Season, End, Moon, Face

Season's end

I was so very aware
that the afternoon was dying in the domes,
and all around me sounds froze,
turned to winding pillars.

I was so very aware
that the undulant drift of scents
was collapsing into darkness,
and it seemed I had never tasted
the cold.

Suddenly
I awoke so far away
and strange,
wandering behind my face
as though I had hidden my feelings
in the sensless relief of the moon.

I was so very aware
that
I did not recognize you, and perhaps
you come, always,
every hour, every second,
moving through my vigil - then
as through the spectre of a triumphal arch.
Poems by Nichita Stănescu about feelings, season, end, moon, face.
From the book "Bas-Relief with Heroes"

Nichita Stănescu 1933 - 1983, romanian poet

Was born on: 31 mar 1933.
Died on 13 dec 1983, at 50 years old.

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