Str. Gheorghe Doja
Elisabetin Str. Gheorghe Doja ✦ City of my childhood You’re like a forgotten body I can no longer own I remain a passenger through you Who can never return. Diana Radovan, „Our Voices”, Troubador, Anglia, 2022
Piața Bălcescu
Elisabetin Piața Bălcescu ✦ I often find myself looking at the little 7-year old girl that I used to be and wonder: would she like the woman she will one day become? I can only hope that the answer to this question is yes. This little girl, who has witnessed one of the bloodiest falls […]
Strada Odobescu, fosta maternitate
Elisabetin Strada Odobescu, fosta maternitate ✦ I was born in a family of pain. My birth was long awaited. I was given three names instead of one. Each name carried a vessel. In one of them, I was a childless goddess, Protector of maidens and fertility. Nature became my temple, my home. Diana Radovan, „Seasons […]
Bulevardul Mihai Viteazu
Elisabetin Bulevardul Mihai Viteazu ✦ Odată ca niciodată, a fost o fetiță timidă care iubea portocalele. Portocalele, pentru ea, erau amintirea iubirii, dar și a penuriei din orașul copilăriei ei (…) care nu avea un nume real pentru mulți oameni care locuiau în alte orașe, în alte ţări. Portocalele îi aminteau de vacanțele fierbinți de […]
Parcul Carmen Sylva
Elisabetin Parcul Carmen Sylva ✦ I dream that I’m dancing; this dance never ends and I dance with you inside the waves and insist that they should not wash the dirt away. The small eyes of paradise lie hidden inside a walnut, where a fairy is sewing a wedding dress, from butterfly silk. These are […]