Poem: Wanderer
Poem: Wanderer by Octavian GogaTranslated by Anne-Marie Cries a blackbird in the forestAt the Dealu-Mare crossroads…Slowly approaches the hillA young man riding a horse…Down, in an enamelled sunset,Shines the mighty village church roof;Neighs the restless horse and risesTo his home he wants to go…On horseback sits the knight,He is looking to the house,With his sleeve […]