Love Song For Lucinda Poem by Langston Hughes
Love Song For Lucinda
Love
Is a ripe plum
Growing on a purple tree.
Taste it once
And the spell of its enchantment
Will never let you be.
Love
Is a bright star
Glowing in far Southern skies.
Look too hard
And its burning flame
Will always hurt your eyes.
Love
Is a high mountain
Stark in a windy sky.
If you
Would never lose your breath
Do not climb too high.
so short and yet so capturing, this poem is my ripe plum...
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I would like to translate this poem
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12/13/2024 3:34:36 AM # 1.0.0
wow....amazing