“L’amour n’est pas consolation; il es lumière.”
By as much as our might my diminish
We will harden our minds
We will seal off our hearts
For insecurity, perhaps
“Le coeur a ses raisons, que la raison ne connaît.”
She changes my reasons, I still cannot understand
I no longer try to comprehend
I no longer seal off my heart
For love, perhaps
It was Elizabeth Bishop
Indeed, the “Chemin de Fer:”
“‘Love should be put into action!’
screamed the old hermit.
Across the pond, an echo
tried and retried to confirm it.”
Shall we take action, my love?
May 10, 2012
May 10, 2012 at 2:01 PM UTC
“L’amour n’est pas consolation; il es lumière.”
By as much as our might my diminish
We will harden our minds
We will seal off our hearts
For insecurity, perhaps
“Le coeur a ses raisons, que la raison ne connaît.”
She changes my reasons, I still cannot understand
I no longer try to comprehend
I no longer seal off my heart
For love, perhaps
It was Elizabeth Bishop
Indeed, the “Chemin de Fer:”
“‘Love should be put into action!’
screamed the old hermit.
Across the pond, an echo
tried and retried to confirm it.”
Shall we take action, my love?
