Literatura, The Morning of the Evening, Gheorghe Apetroae Sibiu

THE  FASCINATION  OF  THE  ANTONYMY  OF THE  APOLLINIAN WITH  THE  TELLURIC

Ever Since

 Translation:  dr.anglicist Clementina Mihăilescu, University "Lucian Blaga" Sibiu

The ephebe, who’s rather mesmerized, while the sapwood’break...

I am listening to the streams of the seasons purling archetypely –

because of the steep of crucified quests, bleeding

through every beam – to the songs of the stars,

first in the hyacinths, forsythias and daffodils,

then in magnolias, lilies and in roses...

Ever since, the stars have kept falling down in the holms

and I‘ve been growing them in the Midsummer sunset,

flirting with the quarrelsome Eol...

ever since I have been to the deep meditation of the rocks,

that had fallen down in the rivulet I had often come down to

in the verses, with rhythms carved from themselves,

and I asperse them with the memories of the April rains...

Ever since, I have been listening to the white symphonies of the zephyrrus

with the melodies of the non-beginning overture

in the sky’s solemn flats, which I had buried

together with the trills of the lark, together with the springs,

but the white, black, green and red butterflies, billed by

the hail in the summer, I had exhumed

from under the blue roses that are still in blossom

in the childhood of the symbol, the expectations

of those who had gone before us...

Ever since, I have been loving myself with my habits,

with my aberrations

and I enjoy the frenzied time, myself, without a clue...

 Gheorghe  Apetroae  Sibiu -

 din volumul de versuri "Dimineaţa serii"."The Morning of the Evening"

 editura  ADEPRINT , Sibiu-Hermannstadt, 2007