ploaie in rafale
umbrele colorate
se deschid din nou

inserare calda
parfumul frunzelor, crud,
inca perceptibil

ceata de seara
supararea zilei
lasata in prag

campuri cafenii
largi brazde rascolite
asteapta rasad

like a beach on winter
sky seen above my window
no sea-gulls or shells

left way behind us
wearing nothing but wet leaves
the last autumn trace

aburi vinetii
atarnand printre nori albi
intuita - luna

nervuri lemnoase
marcand poteci ascunse
pasi stinsi in praf alb

painea de zgura
faramitata marunt
hranind amintiri

atinse de soare
imperii vegetale
deja ruginite