Nothing to understand: you open the book passing your...

Quote by Otilia Nicolescu about poetry, numbers, nothing, light, spirit, soul, old, olderness, death, life

Nothing to understand:


you open the book
passing your soul over
its old parchment
a pale light starts suddenly flowing
a poisoned spear falls down
bloody wars
corpses
ever more deeply slashed
in ever greater numbers
until they are piled in mounds
until the stench rises aloft
and the troubled spirit departs

a bird’s cry
reminds you that there’s nothing to understand
not even about the birds’
innocent idiom
what about life?
what about death?
what about this poem?
Quote by Otilia Nicolescu about poetry, numbers, nothing, light, spirit, soul, old, olderness, death, life.

Otilia Nicolescu 1932 Romanian poet

Life period: 1932
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