Nonet – self-finding

by Marius Surleac

His face trapped in the ocean’s mirror
trembles rapidly; heart is stoned,
in the bottom filled with sand!
Behind, the uttered trees
extend their branches,
like the terror
in the souls
he died

Nonet – self-finding

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