A keresés eredménye

***

Open
and lonely valleys
running from me
 
Costel Zăgan, Virtue HAIKU
 

What on earth God's boredom

Emile Brumaru in memoriam
 
Angels get back home
angels going back to heaven
seems they do not care
and go so lonely
 
Angels get back to heaven
angels leave us alone
and in silences iron
rust-bud
 
Angels let us alone
do not seem to care anymore
snow we-n tablespoons
angels get back home
 
angels get back to heaven
bored nothing sky
 
Costel Zăgan, CEZEISME II
 

NET AUTUMNALIA

Exiled in autumn
like a bum
expect to fall
your angel blond
 
like a bum
self sleepwalking
do a round
still not enough
 
ego sleepwalker
waiting to fall
thinks it cooler
exiled to fall
 
like a bum
cheerful sad background
 
Costel Zăgan , CEZEISME II
 

- Reality copy art

Lyrics Costel Zăgan
 
- Reality copy art
 
Following
 
one
 
of the
 
directives lyrics
 
Ana
 
Blandiana
 
My parents
 
(mother especially)
 
They
 
overturned
 
directly
 
from the grave
 
to
 
cradle
 
And so
 
in
 
childhood
 
resembled
 
that a grandfathers
 
of
 
work
 
playing
 
with
 
beard
 
by
 
grass
 
at the gates
 
of creation
 
and
 
the
 
love
 
I have
 
called
 
with
 
church bell
 
in the
 
village
 
and
 
here I am
 
now
 
Male
 
true
 
Waiting
 
to come
 
ambulance
 
Shall I
 
go
 
on
 
maternity
 
For
 
requiem
 
Ladies
 
and
 
gentlemen
 
really
 
it's
 
STAS
 
Costel Zăgan, Ode tende
 

POETRY

Lyrics Costel Zăgan - Poetry
 
The poet stopped at the gates and lonely
as usual began to spit lyrics on
exterior walls Endless I were nights
sed loneliness love my bread, the
daily often flămânzitu I have both
body and soul remoteness but my name
and also can not go empty finger
my shining stars on the most tender ste
them and valleys of snow that I have conquered all feel
Turia words I was full of blizzards and winds
raging teeth and Molar tooth stagger anxious
re and My eyes were dark longing and desire
only love bears my hands to you
bread of my heart poetry blue
lips burn
as
some
flames
heart-and
what
not
STATEMENT
 
Costel Zăgan, Heresy momentary II
 

GOGYOHKA MEA (the time)

Gogyohka
 
the time
bed of Procust
no dream
doesn't fit
with the world
 
Translated by Sebastian Ciortea
 

GOGYOHKA-CZ(1)

love is all around
veil and explosion
flower and tear
caressing
the hand says prayers
 
Costel Zăgan
 
Translated by Sebastian Ciortea