Happy Birthday Ioana Miculescu!
Ioana Miculescu
MANIFESTO FOR LIFE
(To my daughter Ioana)
Let horses wander on the spread plains
Free in the crazy game of other days,
Without burdens and heavy chains
To feel how life is like.
Let flowers grow where it is green
And buds kept dewy up to dawn
to bear in the sun of green dreams
In this life full of errors.
Let my thought undefiled
scorching of love lost
Let my soul clean,
And dreams green…
Ioana împreună cu soțul său Alexandru Miculescu
Your Happy Birthday!
I WEEP IN THE TRESHOLD OF NIGHT
(To my daughter Ioana)
In the garden of my soul
a singing bird made her nest.
It has something of prayer,
of call,
in her dialogue
with jasmine,
with wind,
with thought…
She laid her blue egg
in the false golden orbit,
and her song cleared
like my sight
after the first rain of tears.
MARIANA GURZA/On Zeno’s footsteps/
Editura Timpolis, Timişoara, 2012
13. 07. 2012
