Long Marseilles Poems

The evening air blows twice as fair
when it is kissing her sweet strands of hair
to glimpse her rosy cheeks, perchance her eyes
any passerby would swoon.

Down the street the lamplights flicker on
a feeble gesture, half in...

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So sailed they then o'er seas well spent~ 
Torn their skys & mastheads back bent~ 
Under their bowsprits well to a'sea~ 
From ravages o'wind did'st they then flee~ 

Down from their bulwarks & under their...

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THE SLEEPERS AWAKE

For century or more they served
Unchanging paths they always kept
As in a dream the tracks preserved
With faith immovable they slept

One day as on a given sign 
Their somnolence came to an end
They woke...

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THE BIRTH OF MARSEILLE
This was the feast of a marriage decree,
first of his daughters to be,
but she must hide til the feasting was done,
before he'd let her pick one.

Gyptis, the daughter of Celt royalty,
her father...

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Delete Fear and Dance
                 (Ode to Joy)



Many fear-mongers met at Marseilles!
To make sure all nations shook in dismay.
They used...

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At a corner cafe', in south central Marseilles,
While drinking imported Chablis 
As people passed by, from the corner of my eye
Came a lady, she was smiling, at me
Well I looked around, feeling like a clown,
At...

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I miss the open highway
I’m besotted with quick getaways.
What other sensation can compare
to pulling G’s with wind-whipped hair?

When my foots on the throttle,
I feel unstoppable.
Faster, faster, no faster,
that’s the rush I’m after.

Where are we going?
There’s...

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Between the Linen Sheets

A hundred strokes through her hair
Pastel satin ribbons lie cross her chair
Bridal bed is prepared in finest linens
Her sculpturing gown flatters the ribbons

Revealing her curvy silhouette of youth
Ready for their night of...

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????? ???

In the corner of the bookstore is a man playing dominoes
the crowd outside doesn't notice the confusion,
there is the sound of firecrackers and people turn
in all directions, the cameras searching for an answer

??????
no one...

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Translated from the Slovakian

I enlisted with the god of second chances
Knowing my chances were second to none.
I surrendered my soul and my passport 
When I entered my new life’s routine
In service to the colors of...

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