IOANA IERONIM

Fugue


you have me enchained
you have thrown
knives all around me
as in that old circus act

a few are touching my skin

I do not dare move
I do not have a name for it
to tame

and tame one should nothing
you say
there is nothing to tame

come and set me free
my Lord
come
and melt in me like snow

*

 
Death, you are on our heels
you beggar of our daily small change
hiding your blade
in your boot under your cloak

I look straight at you
through air made clear after lightning
I look at you
through deadly, poisonous human tears
and keep you far,
murderous beggar
after having learned some of your lessons
once or twice
and come back

I, wrapped in love,
will give you none of my joy

go, just go away
with your bass continuum
that you taught my people -
go away with your kitsch tunes
you who click at us
alluring
castagnettas

Elena Raluca Nebunoiu

Ioana Ieronim
 

Fuga

m-ai inlantuit
ai aruncat cutite
in jurul meu
ca in acel vechi act de circ

cateva imi ating pielea

nu indraznesc sa ma misc
nu stiu ce nume sa-i dau
ca sa-l supun

si nu trebuie sa supui nimic
spui tu
nu este nimic de supus

vino si elibereaza-ma
Doamne
vino
si topeste-te in mine ca zapada

*

Moarte, esti pe urmele noastre
cersetoare a maruntisului nostru zilnic
ascunzandu-ti taisul lamei
in cizma, sub manta

ma uit direct la tine
prin aerul limpezit de fulger
ma uit la tine
printre lacrimi umane mortale si otravitoare
si te tin la distanta,
cersetor asasin
dupa ce am invatat cateva dintre lectiile tale
o data sau de doua ori
si m-am intors

eu, infasurata in iubire,
nu iti voi da nimic din fericirea mea

du-te, pleaca
cu sunetul continuu de bas
pe care l-ai aratat alor mei –
pleaca de aici cu melodiile tale kitsch
tu, care ne ademenesti
cu sunet de castaniete