A beautiful poem written by one of my friends, Virginia. I hope you enjoy it!
The Garden of My Youth
by Virginia Mateias
(translated from Romanian by the author’s daughter)
With barren feet I step on withered roses.
Out of warm blood-drops,
Memories will bloom
As I walk in the long since deserted house
Straining to hear
My grandmother’s echoing chants,
My earthly father’s forgotten voice.
From specks of dust and wind
I shall reassemble my Mother`s smile,
As my eyes dance away from cracked walls
Then turn to the sky above;
To the aloof,
Sunset to sunrise,
I will walk the gardens
Till sleep comes for me and finds me
Hidden In a deep fissure
Near a tall window
Because, you see,
I have always needed high, large spaces.
Afterwards, my child will come
In search of me and of a smile
Embedded in bricks and mortar.
The house itself shall fall apart,
Cars will enter the rose garden,
And a new highway will be built over it;
Only then, will my family and I, utterly freed from space
Will move to the sky,
To the best place to look upon
Strange people we have never met
In the spring of 2000 the poet, actress, and journalist, Virginia Mateias published her first literary work: a poetry volume in Romanian entitled “Persistenta Memoriei” (The Persistence of Memory). Virginia was acknowledged by her literary critics as “an authentic and spontaneous poet.” “The Garden of My Youth,” translated in English by her daughter, is a poem from her new book “In Umbra Ingerului” (In the Shadow of the Angel).
Virginia’s biggest passions: nature escapades, and travelling with her daughter on the footsteps of lost civilizations.
34 thoughts on “The Garden of My Youth #Guest Post”
Beautiful. Amazing imagery
Indeed! Thank you for reading!
Beautiful, I enjoyed this.
So glad you did!
The beauty and the solemn pain of remembrance illustrated so perfectly in this melancholy poem. This was an inspiring masterpiece. Thank you for sharing this.
Good morning! It’s indeed a beautiful poem! Did you get my comment on your last post?
Good morning. Yes, I did. I am so behind on replying to comments. I will get to it shortly.
Our of curiosity, did you get any new visitors to your blog yesterday?
Yes, I did. All thanks to you, Drew!
Great, Your writing deserves a larger audience.
So, my dear friend says. Really I am thrilled that you mentioned me on your blog! Can’t thank you enough!
Lovely! Thanks for sharing
You are welcome! Glad you enjoyed it!
Oh.my God!!i wished and you appeared. Yeah miracles are happend.most most welcome,on my blog,with love,my dear friend!!
Oh,,,I am humbled by your words! Thank you so much, and welcome to my blog too, dear!
Most welcome, my dear friend!!perhaps i was searching you,and suddenly you are appeared.🌹🌹🌹
Your words warm my heart! I am glad we met 🙏🌺🌷💐
Me too.i feel my self so much lucky,dear!!😊💐💐💐💐
Wonderfull imagination of present and future.yeah-as nostalagic.whenever i find myself in some terrible condition then i like to above d sky and its spaces.i feel -they all are my closest friends.wonderful poem ,specially “as my eyes dance away from cracked wall……..nostalagic sky.”most amaging and lovely lines using d metaphors.💖💕💕💕
It is indeed a wonderful poem! I am thrilled you liked it!
I am glad to hear your kind words.really it is a great poem for me.you know-i like to be nostalagic.welcome,dear!!💝
So much thanks,dear!!
Such a wonderful share. Please do let her know that her poem is much appreciated.
Thank you! I will certainly will.
Thank you. 😊
Beautiful. Thanks for sharing this!
It was my pleasure to share this beautiful poem. Glad you liked it!
The first line is my favorite 😀
I am glad you liked it!