“I open the book, the book moans
I cast for the times, the times are gone.”
— Tudor Arghezi
București.
A city of foggy haze and piercing rays, a thronging maze amid a murky blaze. A city of tower and …
“I open the book, the book moans
I cast for the times, the times are gone.”
— Tudor Arghezi
București.
A city of foggy haze and piercing rays, a thronging maze amid a murky blaze. A city of tower and …