Perpetuum Mobile




A smell of burnt nails
spreads at the farrier workshop,
horse's tail swirls
trying to get rid of gadflies.
The man brought him here,
tightened the rope
and bellows are now panting
heating a purple fire.

The horse would cry if he had tears
in this perpetual torture
with his guilt measured
by the size of his hoofs.
Still he stays tied to that pillar
while sledgehammers hit rhythmically
like on a church bell board.
Then he recovers to be harnessed
dragging the wagon
far from the green pasture
where he was biting the grass
in full moon light.

Now the road is sloping,
his body aches
wrapped in the scent of yellow hay.
Everything rests the same -
men, horse whips, stables and night's Pegasus.
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Submitted on April 28, 2012

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Scheme XXXXXXAB XBXXBXXXXBXX AXXXX
Closest metre Iambic trimeter
Characters 671
Words 126
Stanzas 3
Stanza Lengths 8, 12, 5

Cristina-Monica Moldoveanu

Born in 1971, I live in Bucharest, Romania. I started writing poems at the end of 2006 and haiku in 2010 when I also started to translate my poems in English or in French. (This photo is from the summer of 2007 when I was younger and much thinner).I was published a few times.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------I am sorry ladies and gentlemen, I think I will leave this site if the problem will persist. I already deleted my blogs and other accounts on the net, lacking feedback and readers for 5 years. I was happy to find here a supportive community and I found some good poems.Yesterday I wrote "about my poem" to each of my poems, but the points did not appear. That is not important. Also I cannot access Old Poetry Boards. That is not important.But today, April, 21, 2012, I found that my descriptions of my poems are censored (yesterday it was not like this) and also my reviews of other poems. I think I did nothing wrong, I don't understand this change.My description for my poem Apprentice about country life disappeared and also my description for Right in the Middle, which I can still place here as an example (that one about the river was even more pure and innocent):----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------"This poem is inspired by my life events. I suffered a lot, I was a misfit, rejected by society for unknown reasons. This poem expresses my anger and revolt, says the truths about my purity and innocence combining facts from my reality - my father died 7 years ago, I was very sad my whole life not to have a child,(as I have already said), and I had problems with an oppressive mother. There is nothing wrong about my poem, so many poets wrote about their miseries or sadness or anger or revolt. I don't understand why the word "cock" was censored, it is true that I never cut the throat of a chicken, but also true that I chopped wood for lighting fire by myself. My poems never have double meaning, they are combination of life events that create impressive pictures (this is what I intended), pictures with a spiritual meaning, expressing something that was valuable for my feelings or an insight into life's mysteries and the order of the universe".------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------And my description for the poem Apprentice that was also rejected, I don't know why:"When I was a child I spent many days in the countryside in a small village with my grandparents. There I was impressed by the immensity of skies, the brightness and great number of stars. The forests were enchanting. People were not drinking water from their wells, they were bringing water in pitchers from a sweet spring source. Near the village a river was running wild and free. Now there is a dam there, but in my childhood we were crossing that river on a small suspended footbridge".---------------------Another comment that is not allowed about my poem Tacit: "You don't have to feel sorry, maybe it is not a poem in the classical sense, I tried to make it a philosophical statement. The refusal (no in my poem) meant the desire to acquire knowledge ...but this ended into a moth attracted by blind lamp....(the impossibility of knowledge), then the questions dwindle because certainties do not exist, we draw conclusions too fast, because the senses are not reliable...short sight , then I decided to keep silent (without articulations) - tacit - because knowledge is an implicit thing and the asymptotes are the impossible road that never reaches the line near them. Also my verses are interconnected, intertwined, for example annelids resemble asymptotes and so on...I worked very hard on this poem but maybe it is too short and complex and symbolic". more…

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