Poezii

Nicolae Sirius Yesterday What was yesterday like? Ah, yesterday was yesterday. I remember the order of stars: Three were alike, three were alone One was fostering a bigger star With a wing flapping over the sea Distended from another ocean. It had no knowledge That another star was spinning Like a mill-wheel. But it was beautiful, even when shrouded In dreams. For other stars Kept flailing at it in anguish. What was yesterday, then? Yesterday was yesterday, and I saw the master's Hand; it was like the Ark With room in it for everything. Yesterday My bones shivered And I was crying near the ageing tenements Where ladies with skirts of summer Tossed over wintry thighs Were rocking deaf, bushy cats; And chaining the hounds Bouncing from moment to moment Towards their snouts. With silken tones caressing the oxen Horns, so they wouldn't topple the earth. Yesterday; yes, that was yesterday. Poetry page