hand protecting my eyes -
my piece of heaven
full of cranes
A. Urma
autumn wind -
two leaves split roads
at the end of street
C. Codău
sunset -
a forgotten old man
mowing his shadow
Cezar C.
the broken bucket -
the sound of the water drop
fills the fountain
C. Iliescu
morning coffee –
the sun sips at ease
dew in the grass
C. Atanasiu
the cast iron cauldron -
moonlight sprinkles its rays
into the polenta
C. Iliescu
after the downpour -
on the shaky fence drying up
bindweed
Cezar C.
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