This poem is influenced by the novel: 'The Master & Magarita' by the Russian Master writer Bulgakov (I hope I have spelt it right) , but anyway, in this Novel, Satan and his 'Retinue' come to Moscow, wreaking havoc, and doing plenty of other things. It's a beautiful novel, very funny - but sooo well written. The main idea of this poem is when two people, having only just met, start to get to know each other. In our age, THE TELEPHONE becomes our best friend. As the man is trying to court his woman, he says all sorts. She rings almost every night, and you speak until 6AM. For some reason, you never run out conversation.... Aaaaah, the beginnings of relationships are fun.
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All night you entertain me with your voice
Invisible like God that sails past
Roofed houses, cables and railings
To find me in my square existence
Lying folded like a foetus waiting to be born
Its vibrations Strike
Ominously like God's symbol of chastisement
That whips the earth's ceiling with electric ropes
Arousing fertile tears
Your chords lacerate my visionary hopes
Pinioning me with its sharp bluntness
In night's hollow tube –
I wait for day's retinue to rescue me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem