Summer French Poems

Bass on conversation
a groovey thyme by all.
green leaves of summer
are the brown leaves of fall
This is worth mentioning
coring apples was boring
I was happiest at it's...

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Day after day, I was sad and depressed.
All I thought about was Marie and her short dress;
Long flowing hair and beautiful smile:
I'm afraid I won't...

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There once was a woman named Marie,
The most beautiful girl I've ever seen.
In the summer of June 2003,
I met her once in gay Paree.
We had...

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When I was young,                                           ...

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Paris, earlier today. It’s a (vaccinated) summer family reunion and I’m catching up with relatives I haven’t seen for AGES. Like my impeccably dressed (three...

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Café Terrace (Coffee House) In Arles, France

Beneath stars of heavenly grandeur,
In a café, romance prospects dwell brighter.
Patrons entertaining escapades of camaraderie,
Charismatically whisper away the evening.

Visible...

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Charles d'Orleans: a Medieval Marvel


Spring
by Charles d’Orleans (c. 1394-1465)
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Young lovers,
greeting the spring
fling themselves downhill,
making cobblestones ring
with their wild leaps and...

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It was 50 years ago; yet the memory is so very vivid.             ...

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provence dry summers
aromatic lavender ~
waltz of the heart



AP: 2nd place 2022

Posted on May 28, 2020...

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Around the wet corners of summer
In the alleys of scooter-revving Paris
11 at night
A back light herd of red eyes
Bull-rush Champs-Elysees

Parting for an ambulance
Its siren wobbling...

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Fete Nationale finally came about on July 14th 1789
When the commoners stormed the Bastile so fine.
Their crops had failed that summer, and it went to...

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Rejection
a roundel by Geoffrey Chaucer
loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch

Your beauty from your heart has so erased
Pity, that it's useless to complain;
For Pride now holds...

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Lagniappe 
 
Wide plantation shutters open 
  With the laziness of 
 	Summered streams 
To blink against the shimmering reflections 
 Of brilliant midday...

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Northern vagabond 
winter is coming to peck you apart
it has a black ice heart
as it kisses your blue lips
the blood will leave the limbs
to protect...

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Spring
by Charles d'Orleans (c.1394-1465)
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

Young lovers,
greeting the spring
fling themselves downhill,
making cobblestones ring
with their wild leaps and arcs,
like ecstatic sparks
struck from coal.

What...

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