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Voyage and Death

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Oh no!
When a boat departs from the bay,
Floating on the white flowers of the sea foam,
When a tiny bit of the Moon wanders across the oceans,
All coloured in the ash of clouds,
Not even then the rest of your life
Under the colour of the night
Won’t let you escape her,
After whom the sadness mashes the pale forehead
As a dried saffron!
Not even then!
In the night that swims,
In the silver of undreamed nightmares,
In the landscape,
Where the stars on the horizon hang as oranges,
Is it the port calling or
The soft blueness in the mountains of lemon trees?
The condor of love will puncture the heart with its insatiable claws!
You will wander as a pirate with a scar,
As red as a drop of the Caledonian dawn
Leaning over an abyss,
Strangling the heart as a pirate.
The sea will be singing while touching the red hips,
When you try to choke the dream,
As you would choke a seagull.
The stars and the leaves of the clouds,
Far on the horizon will remind you,
Of the scream of penguins,
Or of the purpure colour of sunset.
You cannot rip the golden rings in the sky,
Or the halo of the Moon,
And the image you see,
From the sea foam to the bird’s feathers.
For that love
You will sprinkle the bread crumbs across,
As the oblivion you are seeking now
Wherever you go Godspeed with you!
Suddenly, the diamond night, when you do not expect it,
Cloaked in pain and longing,
Will squeal from the top of the antenna
That is extended from your heart.
Oh, love! The one heavier than death!
Stop blinding the skipper!
You are turning the life to the lascivious magic,
Of the chariots in the starry sky,
Effortlessly strike the heart,
As a worm does it to the rotting flesh of a bamboo tree.
I could drop my poetry in a moment and go bust,
If I knew you would stop following me,
As a black night atop this mast!

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