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Cahiers roumains d'études littéraires et culturelles Tema: Centenaire Mircea Eliade (1907-2007). Mircea Eliade - Le défi de l'histoire Din cuprins: Contextes - texte de Marta Petreu, Liviu Antonesei, Cornel Ungureanu, Liviu Bordaş Rencontres - texte

EURESIS no.3-4 / 2006

Tema: Du corps Din cuprins: Le corps dans la littérature, le corps de la littérature - texte de Gheorghe Crăciun, Simona Drăgan, Caius Dobrescu, Romulus Bucur, Rodica Ilie, Alexandru Muşina, Ariane Luthi Auteurs français: Marie-Christine Desmaret, Ioan Pop-Curseu,

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Cahiers roumains d'études littéraires et culturelles Tema: Le destin d'Emile Cioran Din cuprins: Emile Cioran (1911-1995). Dix ans apres sa mort - texte de Fernando Savater, Constantin Zaharia, Ion Dur, Ion Vartic, Mihaela Genţiana Stănişor, Marta Petreu,

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The Lynx

Furry spearsOn its ears The sharpest clawsInside its paws Greedy cat's eyesFlames in disguise Not a rustle, not a breezeAs a herd of deer freeze Hungry,Stretched bow lies in waitThe beastTakes out its clawsWith clenched jawsToo late! Poor deer!Falls without a soundDeath


excerpt I blindfolded the birdsWith a veil of cloudsAnd I told them to catch meAnd the birds caught meWith a song.  . . .  Translated by Adrian Solomon by Marin Sorescu (1931-1996)

My Insects

My insects have devoured all the peopleAnd on the deserted streets of the city They are parading the spiders and the locusts Are the most constantine They've got perfect serums in wiresAnd are pricking the statue of the magical brother In their hands they carry the

I Had Entered The Forest

I had entered the forest With other forests on my shoulders My knees were shiningAnd maybe their love was everything Then I told the birds You birdsLet us play phoenixes for whomIn our grey cutaways Above us the sun shook its maneThen night fell in my mouth Translated

Eagles On Holiday

In August when the sky fills with bullsAn eagle comes down in the neighborhood And lets me know from the first phone call that he's coming to see me An admirable pyromaniac haunted by firesAnd black serenity covering his feathersHe comes upset by the foreboding of

Why Animalia

Animals have well-defined pigeonholes assigned by the traditional Romanian mindset. From wee to huge, all creatures are cast in distinct roles that any inhabitant of temperate geographical areas will recognize: hardworking as an ant (or bee), stupid as a goose, haughty as