Dorina Brândusa Landén


Suddenly my eyes can see everything:

things as they are

the grass and the animals

the air vibrating above the road

the enraged cars.

Showers of vulnerable and irenic people

who will care for the tomorrow’s gardens

will solve the social problems

will start revolutions among the dunes

in this side of the century

where we remorseless love each other.

Over our heads pure banners

or just our skin

under which we are marching

until we become alike one another

legally and ravaging.

Images that heap

up to the edge of the latter

and the most feeble

from the vault of my breath.

The old saying is that over that ancient bridge

the Vikings the Romans the Goths went

terrible with their faces towards the wind

all of them lost in the history

in a legendary time

and they say: go ahead

found your own vein!

At the fourth pillar

I hit my forehead

I remain dizzy

as if time space and I

have collided

and a sudden blow

has separated us.

The horses of night are trotting through my flesh

my heart rate runs

at normal parameters

I deliver empathy feelings words

I exploit myself

working up my life

I vociferate

ignoring the misleading understandings

that my peers do amongst themselves.

What I’m expecting from you?

What I’m expecting from myself

now when I gather

more past than future?

To go further

to walk carefully

not to break my neck

I can’t go back

although I know - for the final

there are further solutions.

Dorina Brândusa Landén ©2013