My favourite symbolist poet + 2 of his heartbreaking poems


My favourite symbolist poet

George Bacovia (1881-1957) was a Romanian symbolist poet. He was a poet, writer and painter. He initially belonged to the local Symbolist movement, later his poetry came to be seen as a precursor of Romanian Modernism.
As a symbolist poet, Bacovia is renowned for the poetry volume Plumb, published in 1916. The volume contains 50 poems.
My favourite poems are December and Autumn Waltz.


See how December snows …
Look there by the window, my dear –
Tell them to bring in more embers,
Then I can hear the fire roar.

Push the armchair up the stove
And then we’ll hear, by the chimney,
The storm, or my days – it’s the same –
I must learn their symphony.

Tell them also to bring in the tea,
And come closer yourself too, –
Read me something about the poles,
Let it snow … let the snow bury us.

How warm it is here in your home,
Which to me is totally sacred, –
See how December snows …
Don’t laugh … go on reading aloud.

It’s day and what darkness there is …
We need a lamp fetched, would you ask –
Look, the snow is as high as the fence,
And the door handle’s caught by the frost.

I’m not going home today …
In front and behind there’s a flood,
See how December snows …
Don’t laugh … go on reading aloud.

Autumn Waltz

At windows, autumn plays a funeral march
In monotone, a waltz of mourning … – Come,
Let’s waltz, my darling, through the living-room
To the tune of autumn’s mortuary dirge.

Listen, as the music clearly sounds
Across the stately, antique, solemn park, –
From sorrow-laden wooden instruments
At windows, autumn plays a funeral march.

Now as the waltz sighs, softly whispering,
O let me clasp you to me now … – And come,
Let’s waltz, my darling, giggling as we turn
To the tune of autumn’s mortuary dirge.


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