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Poem of the Day: It's Nighttime by Ana Blandiana

Posted on October 24 2017

It’s Nighttime

It’s nighttime when the bell towers burn
From so much ringing of the bells
And they flutter like gigantic flames when they die.
Glory, glory that ends in
A roaring howl, in sparks
And sunset,
Soft light glimmering
And turning into ash
Above the earth and in the sky.
It’s the end-night
In which everything begins again:
Take me there
Now.

From the PBS Winter Recommended Translation.

Ana Blandiana's The Sun of Hereafter - Ebb of the Senses, published by Bloodaxe books. 

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