Long Douce Poems

I discovered a poem longing in my heart, it is for you, 
And it is about you, my sweetheart. This poem resembles you.
I wrote it this morning, before the arrival of the auroral shadow.
Her words...

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For the Valentine’s season
Send forth a tastefully written card
To any wonderfully wise person
Is a good endeavor. That’s not bad.

However, sending exquisite flowers
Is the best, sweetest archetypal way
To say, I love you many times over
Over, and...

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Translation of YESTERDAY WHEN I WAS YOUNG
By T. Wignesan
(Written by : Herbert Kretzmer)

(Variously sung in a host of styles, moods and orchestration by
exquisite soul-movers like Roberta Flack, Shirley Bassey, Charles Aznavour, Glen Campbell, Andy Williams,...

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Autumn Leaves/Les feuilles mortes de Jacques PREVERT (1900-77) 
Translated by T. Wignesan 

(Note: As far as I can make out, this poem is at the heart of all versions of « The Autumn Leaves "...

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Mama – Translation of Kevin Gilbert’s « Mum » by T. Wignesan

Kevin Gilbert (July 10, 1933 – April 1, 1993) - father of Irish-English ancestry, mother an aboriginal from New South Wales - was orphaned...

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The emotion of your call came over me and I can't stay impassible 
this silent keyboard which I can get wonderful sound
my fingers are moving, and can not resist petting and be sensible
the first notes...

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Yellow flower, grieving flower, pale flower,
You were burnt by the sun and the hot rain.
Ripe flower, matured flower, immaculate flower,
You've nevertheless kept your phenomenal beauty sane.

The half-yellow and the half-green leaves
Are trying to mimic your...

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Un bruit si plaisant

venez de la petite fontaine,

Je regarde dehors au-dessus du côté du balcon, 

cinq histoires du sable mou ci-dessous,

au-dessus de la courbe douce de l'horizon,

au delà de ce que mon oeil peut voir,

un...

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Tali Karng : le Serpent du Crépuscule – Translation of W. Les Russell’s  « Tali Karng : Twilight Snake » by T. Wignesan

(W.Les Russell, b. 1949 in Melbourne, joined the Royal Australian Navy –...

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All French cakes are delicious, better
The “ Amandier” and its subtle nuts taste in the mouth,
The “Paris-Brest”, with its sweet praline cream,
Rum Baba, with its sweet taste of liqueur,

The “tarte aux fraises” and its sweet...

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tacto significativo---french verse
toucher significatif


Ah! un tel sens
   toucher significatif
comme la pluie au printemps plongeant sur mon corps
comme le vent frais souffle me touche la peau se lève se sent comme la chair de...

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Aux lacs italiens

 
         Douce l'italie, ca n'est pas moi qui raillerai jamais tes
amants, méme quand la passion les emportant Bien au contraire,
les exces m'enchantent. Je me...

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combien de temps cela prend-il pour une connexion
entre deux personnes à se gâter?
de la déshydratation de la
dépression qui a conduit l'un à cet endroit
où l'électricité d'une nouvelle personne
fait ressortir le meilleur de vous
vous envoie dans...

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We all need sun, O white pulp
Pineapple and soft light, mango
Me first, then the policeman, then Solène,
We need a long Brazilian nap,
in Bahia or on the fine sand of Copacabana.

The tanned skins are full of...

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Devrais-je feindre l'ignorance pour cacher mes sentiments, 
Ou devrais-je vraiment m'en soucier, incapable de feindre? 
Tant de courage pour affronter l'inconnu, 
Pourtant muet devant elle, le cœur en peine.

Qui est-elle, demandez-vous, avec ce sourire éclatant,...

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The way you cry so easily makes me angry in ways I do not understand. 
Im in the right and you’re on the wrong
So how do your eyes get to be sea and mine still...

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Sweet breeze of memory come blow the dust of time, thats settled in the conscience of a
sleeping mind,
awaken long lost dreams, that fell along the way, scattered are the ashes, of the life I
threw away,
send...

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like the moon that hugs the sky at night.
like a flower uncut that scents the garden bright
a rare one of a kind number
the warm embrace of slumber

i wake you hard
with full regard
skin on skin to...

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I don’t like cats, really,
They scare away birds, pretty tits,
The robin, the blackbird so smart,
They think only of eating weaker than them,
That to jump the balls of innocent wool, 
My garden had a sweet music...

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           i can French this
           thought ya know

       ...

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Dans une langue qui ne m'appartient pas
j'essaie d'y mettre la lune entière
son sourire à plein dents et sa lumière douce
les mots me semblent creux et pourtant
en chacun d'eux, une étoile filante
mes espoirs, tous gris, tracés,...

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il était une fois, à Saint-Marine,
Un regard si pesant sur cette fenêtre qui m'illumine,
Douce, immobile, fort appréciable,
L'envie de te rencontrer, inoubliable.

Mais notre rencontre ne se prononça pas ce jour-là,
Tu disparus, et mon cœur en fut...

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