Untranslated Love

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Submitted by short-prose-fiction

give me the stars

that shine under the bridges

where poor children spend their nights

the blood that leaks from wounds of war

when the last piece of bread is turned in tar

 

give me the language of your alabaster gestures

the guilty passion of Tristan for Queen Isolde

the mystery of painted nudes on walls

the cries of nuns under an angel’s lacerated wing

your untranslated love coiled in a tarnished ring


About the Poet

“I am a published author, and an academic. However, here I am just a humble blogger, a voice among billions of others.  Every post that I write is for you. I do not seek accolades. All I seek is to touch your hearts.”

Photo Credit: René Magritte – The Lovers

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12 thoughts

  1. Very strong and deep poem, with many layers.For example, I paid attention to the random rhyme pairs
    war / tar
    wing / ring
    Good example of amplification the suggestion / mark for good poetry!

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