Tuesday, September 15, 2015

PIERRE REVERDY'S ROAD

You are singing love
in words of cypress

in a voyage of light
by the Seine waters

of a river bed of roses
from embers of loneliness

and islands of indifference
in a tentative voice of smoke

from a century of oppressor
and hunters of life

in the hiding places
of a Parisian cafe

we greet you
enchanted by words.




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