The alchemmist [Alchimistul]
I looked for that deficient gold
In all the test tubes on the shelves,
And in the flicker pale and cold
I hoped to see the hosts of elves.
When chandeliers spread the light
As if the castle was aflame,
In salamanders hazy-white,
I found the pattern of the dame.
Through me the fire will harass
Your coward planet, without worth,
For with my magnifying glass
I want to burn this wicked earth.
poem by Al. O. Teodoreanu, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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