by: Luminita Mihai( translated from Romanian by Gabriel G)I wish I'd die on the first of SeptemberWhen autumn marks grades in the class booksAnd the rains of chalk are fallingOn the giddy girls' laughterThen my body hungry shall beBy the clay's embrace - supremeAs of a last and too beautiful loverThat lacks the knowledge of the leaf's theoremTo know the sextons hang by themselves(alone)With a pint of rotgut by the right footSo much more and deeper SeptemberA rusty groom shall embrace meAnd let the silence be in equationsAnd the reports be seen with mercyAnd-garrulous-dropping their satchels on the sidewalksMay the children have passed their examsI love the first of September as a stationI never in the least have reached - delayed Each time the city shakes its skirts of rainI'm ready to bet: so it shall be!Copyright ©2009 Luminita Mihai