Deux Des Onze Poem by Douglas Scotney
Deux Des Onze
Not knowing all of Napoleon's months;
vraimont,
maintenant,
seulement Brumaire,
pour le coup célèbre,
and that's when you were there,
and it was Misty;
you have eleven to figure
what they might be.
If you're still wearing shorts in Hope
le mois avant l'hiver,
Espérance ou Espoir.
Ou Têtu.
Le mois suivant,
Réveil Cru.
Friday, May 11, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: awakening,hope,language,months
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Two Of Eleven
...actually,
now,
only Brumaire,
for the famous coup...
the month before winter,
Hope.
Or Stubborn.
The next month,
Crude Awakening.
(Brumaire means Misty)
Months were renamed around the time of the Revolution
...actually,
now,
only Brumaire,
for the famous coup...
the month before winter,
Hope.
Or Stubborn.
The next month,
Crude Awakening.
(Brumaire means Misty)
Months were renamed around the time of the Revolution
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