Foolish Love 2 Poem by Robert Schindel

Foolish Love 2



The same old inner-life unsheathed,
adrift, holding fast
to what remains unbroken.

You. My variegated reason.
You, glimmering body of marble.
I, locked within my outer-life,
send word to you. I send and send

translated by by Paul Vermeersch

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