Worries

Worries

A Poem by Cristina Moldoveanu

I am extracting with effort

from the memory season

autumnal tears

cold and warm.

 

What’s the use, said you,

to cry in so many colors

painting my windows

with the subjective version

of your story ?

And besides this, you can see

how difficult it is to cry them

because barely coming to life

they petrify and fall down.

 

Therefore I am worried

that my windows will break

and the cold will get inside…

over both of us.

 

(2008)











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© 2012 Cristina Moldoveanu


Author's Note

Cristina Moldoveanu
this was supposed to be a little ironical and funny

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I'm not sure tears can break a window, but it's interesting to think of crying in colours....

Posted 11 Years Ago


Cristina Moldoveanu

11 Years Ago

Thanks.

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Cristina Moldoveanu
Cristina Moldoveanu

Bucharest, Romania



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