Speaking about poetry you never know if you will write after a week or never.Quote by Alexandru Musina about poetry
The small gifts Small gifts of air and tired light, Of a more distant God. Vague signs On the back of his graphs. When everything you have love is sinking slowly In air, light, in the mud of brain... And remain... What remain? Small...Quote by Alexandru Musina about gifts, air, light, astrology, word, brain, god, things, dream, fall