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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=589706" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Separation [Despărţire]</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=589706" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Pass by small groups of willows, the poles are running fast<br>The white moon in broad daylight a look on us has cast, <br>The train over the meadows is flying like a dove,<br>With it in competition.... Farewell for good, my love! <br>Farewell, my Thought is sleeping and takes care of my soul...<br>Upon my hand I see now a ray that takes a stroll...<br>My neighbor stares in silence, but has a sleepy eye,<br>Upon a man's wide forehead is resting a small fly...<br>I feel behind, my darling, horizons changing place,<br>And that my wasted calling gets lost in time and space,<br>Your tears are falling gently upon my soul and brain<br>As on the withered wheat fields fall drops of chilly rain...<br>And in the sea of sunlight the nations smile at ease,<br>Behind, a man is running as swiftly as a breeze. <br>The ripe fields' yellow spinning allows us all to see<br>Blue chichories and poppies displaying a great glee...<br>If I could turn my being into a flower sweet <br>From this astounding running I'd throw it at your feet!...<br>And if for you, my darling, I gave up all unrest<br>And if I threw away now the letters in the chest,<br>A deep remorse would tear me like thorns pointed and dry<br>For in my heart keeps sounding your wailing and your sigh... <br>And if I tried to summon the past with all its graves<br>Would be vain, – for quickly the memory's weak waves<br>Would melt in me like dim stars that fade in fountains deep,<br>Like white and tiny snowflakes that in our hands we keep...<br>I turn and start to tremble... O, Nemesis, fierce threat, <br>Take back your bloody kerchief with big and hot tears wet. <br>You, who untamed, from shadows,... and lacking a loud voice,<br>Along the path of suffering have pushed me without choice,<br>You, who obscure the bright star that glimmers in my eye<br>And dissipate the rainbows thrown on the blue night's sky,<br>Now turn away your cold brow, lift up your heavy load,<br>Detached from my own being, I want to take the road<br>On which the flock for ages has walked with steady pace...<br>To reach the final comfort with smile upon my face.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=George+Top%C3%AErceanu">George Topîrceanu</a></strong>, translated by Octavian Cocoş</div>