POEME ROMÂNESTI ÎN LIMBI STRĂINE

Ioanid ROMANESCU

 

The Confessions of a Famous Painting

 

I found it hard to hang around and be looked at

and all the people coming there were staring at me

they were very attentive

and in fact they were not interested in me

and in fact they could see something else

as if they were gazing at some other thing

and in fact – while staring at me –

they were peering at one another

 

until I asked them

to replace me

 

even at this moment I can feel the breath

of those who kept staring at me

and could not understand anything

yet – while staring at me –

they came to understand one another

 

my reality retains

but the copy of their stares

 

and now for each genuine stare of theirs

they have a copy of me

 

(English version: Gabriela PACHIA)