Intimacy by Nina Cassian

I can be alone,
I know how to be alone.

There is a tacit understanding
between my pencils
and the trees outside;
between the rain
and my luminous hair.

The tea is boiling:
my golden zone,
my pure burning amber.

I can be alone,
I know how to be alone.
By tea-light
I write

(translated from the Romanian by Eva Feller and Nina Cassian)

~from Heaven on Earth, edited by Wendy Cope (Faber and Faber, 2001)
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