The marshland intentions lay a tired trestle

The marshland intentions lay a tired trestle

(translation of an Italian sonnet written in Alexandrin form in French. See original here or here)

6-7 October 2016

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Do you hear it twirling the old time of our love

Dance of sweaty cherries in the lukewarm summers

Reflections that sparkle in your eyes that were dazed

The revolt of silence cross points in openings

 

The disdain we harvest in kingdom of attires

Where the eyes but covet appearance that is primed

Narrow field of vision desired flower of flesh

The casual slander declining forever

 

Will you see me arrive within a composed time

Of illustrious oceans of whiteness of lilacs

Will there be a future at our feet to settle

 

The moorings of the lake for a sign that reads here

The return of moonlight in a rested body

The marshland intentions lay a tired trestle

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Don’t Leave Home – Dido

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