The hieroglyph
Poems by Nichita Stănescu about Solitude, Blind, Silence, Night, Light, Day
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The hieroglyph
What lonelinessto find no meaning
when there is a meaning
And what loneliness
to be blind in the full light of day,
and deaf, what loneliness,
amidst the swelling of a song
But not to understand
when there is no meaning,
and to be blind in the middle of the night,
and deaf when silence is complete,
oh, loneliness within loneliness!
Poems by Nichita Stănescu about solitude, blind, silence, night, light, day.
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