When I was little
I sculpted in chalk a girl’s body
on the blackboard children were writing
perfect mathematical equations
I hid my doll in my pocket
playing hopscotch
over the shadow of a thin birch
Snowstorms covered school windows
old silvery branches bowed again
white lines were swept away
my small statue stayed the same
sustaining on a book shelf
some yellow tinged photographs
I gathered on this blog my own translations of my poems from Romanian into English. I started writing poems in 2007 and haiku in 2010 and I began to translate them in English or in French in 2010. My name is Cristina-Monica Moldoveanu, but no one calls me on my middle name (and only a few called my Monica in the past), so please do call me Cristina if it will happen to you to rest a while among my poems or to write here a comment. Negative comments or ratings are welcomed.
