Wine colored lips
& almond eyes with their lashes all furled
the picture of sophisticated calm
she's got her zebra scarf on
guarding the jars of forgotten things:
Your childhood dreams
the love you gave away, so many yesterdays ago
the way life used to be before this, before that
the things you used to believe in
things you wish you could remember again
Wine colored lips
& almond eyes with their lashes all furled
the picture of sophisticated calm
she's got her zebra scarf on
guarding the jars of forgotten things
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I love that refrain - it's so atmospheric - and creepy. A sentinel totally absorbed by the space she guards and those mysterious jars! ! The second stanza is a litany of mistakes that can't be corrected. The situation is beyond hope. But the vocabulary and pacing make for a beautiful poem - ironic - it's the beauty of terror.