Nina Cassian

They were flying

They were flying…

He had a wing on the left side

she had a wing on the right side

like one body in-between two wings

They were flying…

they were flying…

breathing in-between two wings

she – his right lung

he – her left lung

through a sky saturated with gold

like a long golden shuttle

like a golden key opening golden spaces

They were flying…

though gold…

they were flying…

through gold…

they were flying…