Wednesday, July 29, 2020

After Osip (from the English) Valentine

Cautious but called
A single fruit falls
In the silent forest
Setting it singing
 
Until the Orioles come
To amaze the branches
With a new tuning
Out of lost aspirations
 
It doesn't matter about sadness anymore
Tears are so transparent and leaf-like
You've mistaken it for nature
 
But it won't protect your heart
It will still have to sing and tremble
It will still be part of the future

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