Descents

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Trilingual post: English, Italian and Romanian languages

You’re putting too many questions and
Life will respond in joking as she did not understand the question…
Emerges the blade of grass on his chest bared of the white from shirt by snow already forgotten
The insects smile, the winds are sharpened their razors as barbers
You ride on the window as if it were a mare without grooming and would like to sift through the world, but
The questions it hold you back, you want at least one answer, just an answer
Where go those who they go?…the impossible retrieval stuns and …dismounts the mare…

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Discese

Ti stai mettendo troppe domande e
La vita ti risponde in scherzo come che lei non ha capito la domanda…
Emerge il filo d’erba sul petto snudato dal bianco della camicia di neve già dimenticata
Gli insetti sorridono, i venti si affilano i loro rasoi…

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Not enough parallel worlds

valeriu dg barbu

Trilingual post: English, Italian and Romanian languages

Insomnia sharpened in delusions and mystics failures.
Letters biodegradable make a tridimensionalization a word-being that
disgusted, leaves the sheet.
Hermits, the hands of the writer, swimming in milk and a shoreline not exist.
Worlds bewildering of real it born and die between commas and exclamation points.
Something’s in the air imminent – the spaces are converging…
The poet is saved by label of crazy, only the narrator climbs to the scaffold.
A heretic court sentenced him for killing the characters of his books,
the rope of ink tenderly wraps him, the chair that it overturns is
the unique object of the viscous reality, where readers sleep with the book in hands…
Next day will live complete indifference the news that another writer is dead

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Mondi non abbastanza paralleli

Insonnie affilate nei deliri e mistici fallimenti.
Lettere biodegradabile tridimensionalizando una parola-essere che,
disgustata, lascia…

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