and I do not know where are you <br />why do not give a sign of life <br />quiet of ice, whirl thoughts <br />from which a flower takes your face <br />in the middle of your brow <br />a spot of blood <br /> <br />(translated from romanian)<br /><br />ion untaru<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/alone-home/
