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Dan Coman

Biscuits with apple sauce

i stay with mara at the window.
a beautiful winter’s day
it snows as we eat biscuits with apple sauce
not saying a thing.
each with the whole winter morning before us.
sometimes we stop eating and
press our noses to the glass
we stay that way without saying a thing
breath warms my face slowly
and slowly-slowly mara’s breath
spreads warmth throughout the park

Măr cu biscuiți

Măr cu biscuiți

stau cu mara la geam. e o zi frumoasă de iarnă
şi ninge şi noi mîncăm măr ras cu biscuiţi şi
nu spunem nimic.
fiecare cu linguriţa lui,
fiecare cu cîte-o dimineaţă de iarnă în faţă.
uneori ne oprim din mîncat şi
ne turtim nasurile de geam şi
stăm aşa fără să spunem nimic
şi respiraţia mea îmi încălzeşte încet faţa
şi încet-încet respiraţia marei
încălzeşte tot parcul.
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Biscuits with apple sauce

i stay with mara at the window.
a beautiful winter’s day
it snows as we eat biscuits with apple sauce
not saying a thing.
each with the whole winter morning before us.
sometimes we stop eating and
press our noses to the glass
we stay that way without saying a thing
breath warms my face slowly
and slowly-slowly mara’s breath
spreads warmth throughout the park

Biscuits with apple sauce

i stay with mara at the window.
a beautiful winter’s day
it snows as we eat biscuits with apple sauce
not saying a thing.
each with the whole winter morning before us.
sometimes we stop eating and
press our noses to the glass
we stay that way without saying a thing
breath warms my face slowly
and slowly-slowly mara’s breath
spreads warmth throughout the park
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Stichting Van Beuningen Peterich-fonds
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J.E. Jurriaanse
Literature Translation Institute of Korea
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