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When I have nothing to write [Când n-am ce scrie]
Why are you surprised by me?
I'm a writer, you can see,
And when people ask me why,
To kill boredom, I reply.
Novels, chronicles, critique,
For these all I have technique:
Give me issues and then pay,
I make stories right away.
And for sure, it's no big deal...
Some ideas I can steal
Or some pattern improvise
And I'm like Apollo's guys.
Then the world is old of days,
You can write about its ways!
Style and grammar? Do not freak,
They're for people poor and weak.
Foam on top the sea of mind,
I won't keep my thoughts confined,
Which are limpid, smart and hot,
For a comma or a dot!
Got the subject? I compose:
With the spade I pile the prose.
But the topics lack sometimes,
That is why I'm making rhymes.
poem
by
Alexandru Vlahuţă
, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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