SIGNS

The edge of the world and
theshapeless dream
Have painted in my shadow
the afternoon’s heartbeat…

Somewhere close
a tree is dying
no moaning
only the teary eyes
of a strange sunset.

Among intertwined roots
a girl weighs the present
then
she slowly walks away
towards the world’s edge
stepping on my shadow that is facing forward.

I keep walking
guided by
the shadow metamorphosed into a labyrinth.

Above my head, the moon hangs
ready to
set.

din volumul Traps / Capcane, Corina Victoria Sein, traducere în limba engleză de Mihai Mihuţ, ilustraţii de Marius Fechete, în pregătire la Ed. Excelsior Art, 2015

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