Aripi De Aer Poem by Julia Black

Aripi De Aer

Când călătoreşte sufletul
nu-i trebuie trenuri
vapoare sau avioane

Acolo unde se duce
nu-s gări sau alte
plictisitoare staţii

Lui îi trebuie
doar praful dezamăgirii
pe cizme
iar ca hrană
un bulgăre de lacrimi
amar.

Wednesday, November 9, 2016
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
James Mclain 09 November 2016

When a traveling soul need no trains or ships or aircraft. Where ever it goes I'm not like other train stations or other boring women. He needs only the disappointment of dust the dust my boots make and as drink a warm cup of my bitter tears.. iip

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