SIMONA GRAZIA DIMA

Vietate
 

„Cu cine tii? Cu cine esti?”
Sunt cu pestele care n a tasnit inca,
plin de viata abisurilor, impenetrabil.
Cu lucrurile, fiintele mici
si ceilalti necunoscatori de numere,
cu cei ce n au nevoie de dovezi.
„Si unde ti faci culcus?”
Numai pe lava racita,
numai pe lava racita.
„Spune ti viata.”
Am trait in Merv, Serahs si Tus,
cartile fierbinti le citeam
filtrate cu pietrele n ape de munte.
Am parasit locul acela plin
de plecaciuni intamplatoare.
In fiecare zi salutati un altul,
nu pe mine, ci o mie de lumi,
o mie de ceasuri cu limbile agile,
o mie de preerii cu animale n confruntare.
Nu puteti jura pe nimic
in privinta parului ori a ochilor mei,
cum nu puteti sti
pe ce colturi de stanca pasiti.
Am din ce in ce mai multi asi
in maneca, dar nu joc.

Alina Olimpia Gaci Miron

Simona Grazia Dima
 

Living being

„Who do you side with? Where do you belong?”
I’m with the fish which hasn’t sprung out yet,
full of the abyss life, impenetrable.
With the things, the small beings
and those ignorant of the numbers,
with those who need no proof.
„And where do you make your bed?”
Only on cold lava,
only on cold lava.
„Tell your life”.
I’ve lived in Merv, Sehras and Tus,
I read the hot books
filtered along with the stones in mountain water.
Every day you greet another,
not me, but a thousand other worlds,
a thousand watches with agile tongues,
a thousand prairies with animals in dispute.
You can’t swear on anything
as to my hair or my eyes,
as you can’t know
the cliff cargs you step on.
I have more and more aces
up my sleeve, but not in the game.