Image on a Film, a poem in Magma Poetry

 

Image On A Film

by Vasile Baghiu 

(self-translation)

Link to the page in Magma Poetry No 31, 2005

There is something obviously lyrical
In the roses carefully placed on the stone,
Letting me see, among leaves, thorns and petals,
Just some fragments of the inscription

I try to catch a good moment
In which I can find myself alone
In the middle of a hospitable circle of friends.

My heart beats sometimes
Like it did when I took your hand for the first time.

There are gestures which are not lost, yet,
They have remained on the pellicle,
But I cannot distinguish the people
Who were very close to us in another time.

The film lies in a drawer,
And only a few of us
Would be interested in making photos from it again.

Held up to a window's light,
I once saw, through its transparency, some flowers,
Possibly roses with thorns,
Like these already withered.

I saw smiles, champagne, confetti,
All above our heads,
Surrounded by an invisible aura.