excerpt "See the swallows now have fled,The walnut trees their leaves do shed,Hoarfrost settles on the vines"…On parents, On children it shines,And on our barges tooIn the graveyard of the Danube blue –From Braila as far as Sulina they passed –There the rust jammed them fast,For the barge is a boatOn the Danube only –On the sea it won't float!...All the while terrestrial Pullmans, daily,And long express trains, at eventide,Come to a stop here, portside,And through windows gaily Mock with the hook of a "?" (a question mark, that is to say)Upon which you –Traveller only on the sea so blue –Daily hang… the next day!…


by Ion Minulescu (1881-1944)