ΑΜΟΡΦΟΣ

 

 

 

 

Ήμουν εκεί

 

πριχού στη μήτρα μπω

 

καπνός από φωτιά που σιγοσβύνει

 

αγέρας που χτυπά το παραθύρι σου

 

του είναι σου ρωγμή και δέτης

 

 

 

τραγούδι ήμουν του πανηγυριού

 

εσπερινής ακολουθίας ύμνος

 

πριχού πάρω το σχήμα ζωντανού

 

και το 'νομά μου να διαλέξω

 

 

 

ήμουν εκεί

 

άρωμα άχρωμου τριαντάφυλλου

 

ενός πουλιού πετάγισμα

 

 

 

ήμουν του δειλινού λυγμός πορτοκαλής

 

πριχού στης σάρκας την παγίδα μπω

 

της θάλασσας αλάφριο κύμα

 

μονιάς αητός των πέτρινων κορφών

 

απ΄τα ψηλά εσένα εθωρούσα

 

 

 

ήμουν εκεί πριχού να γεννηθώ

 

λεύθερος κι ασχημάτιστος

 

του αιώνειου συντρόφι

 

ένας απλός αναστεναγμός

 

που μέλλονταν τα χείλη σου να βάψει

 

 

 

ήμουν εκεί

 

χαρμόσυνος καμπάνας ήχος

 

ήμουν εκεί

 

ο απροσδιόριστος

 

 


 

 

AMORPHOUS

 

 

 

 

Before I entered the uterus

 

I was there

 

smoke of a fire slowly extinguishing

 

wind that I hit your blue window

 

crack of your being, a tight grip

 

 

 

song of the funeral procession

 

before I took the shape of life

 

before I choose my name

 

 

 

I was there

 

scent of a colorful rose

 

the bird’s first flutter

 

before I entered the trap of flesh

 

the softest wave of the sea I was

 

 

 

lone eagle on rocky promontory

 

from high up watching over you

 

before I was born I was

 

the shapeless freedom

 

companion of the infinite

 

a simple sigh destined

 

to scar your lips

 

 

 

there I was

 

the joyous chime of a bell

 

there I was

 

the indeterminable

 

 

 


 

 

Amorfus

 

 

 

 

Eram acolo de dinainte

 

Am intrat în uter

 

fum al unui foc ce se stingea încet

 

eu, vânt care băte-an fereastra ta albastră

 

pocnet al fiinţei tale o ermetică strânsoare

 

un cântec al procesiunii mortuare

 

înainte să iau formă de viaţă

 

chiar înainte să-mi aleg numele

 

am fost acolo parfum de trandafir fără culoare

 

prima bătaie de atipi a păsărilor

 

înainte să intru în trapa cărnii

 

cel mai suav val al mării,

 

eram vultur însingurat al crestelor stâncoase

 

din înălţim privind deasupra ta

 

înainte să mă fi născut

 

eram libertatea amorfă

 

ţinând companie suspinului simplu infinit

 

ursit să-ţi fie înfierat pe buze

 

acolo eram bătaia fericită a unui clopot

 

eram acolo indeterminabilul