Monday, April 25, 2011

a poem by marin sorescu


I shall look at the grass
Till I obtain the degree
Of Doctor of Grass.

I shall look at the clouds
Till I become a Master
Of Clouds

I shall walk beside the smoke
Till out of shame
The smoke returns to the flame
Of its beginning.

I shall walk beside all things
Till all things
Come to know me.

-Marin Sorescu

Translated by D.J. Enright and Joana Russell-Gebbett; from The Vintage Book of Contemporary World Poetry

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