Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Dorin Popa writes


WHAT DO I  EXPECT?

what  do  I  expect,  now
when  I  don’ t  expect  anything, anymore?!


I  carefully  counted
all  my  malformations
all  my  helplesnesses
and  I  happily  gathered
my  entire  misfortunes
in  my  soul
what  do  I  expect?


the  waste,  the  loneliness
the  ragged  and  cobwebbed
remains  of  the  puzzle
the  infections, the  mud,  the  slag, the  confusion
kept  me  warm,  stifled  me
and  yet …


and  yet …
now
when  I  don’ t  expect  anything
what  do  I  expect??

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  2. Dorin presents another of his poetic paradoxes: when I don't expect anything, what do I expect? The answer is not "nothing."

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