Just a tale

A tale begun in other days,      When summer suns were glowing — A simple chime, that served to time The rhythm of our rowing — Whose echoes live in memory yet, Though envious… Continue reading

The city

A Crow having taken a Piece of Cheese out of a Cottage-Window, flew up into a high Tree with it, in order to eat it. Which a Fox observing, came and sate underneath,… Continue reading

A butterfly on lamp

Although controversial as a playwright, cursed as a man (because of his political orientations), Paul Everac was the most prolific writer of Romanian literature. He also was that one who, ironical but funny… Continue reading