Siesta Poem by Zyw Zywa
Siesta
Siesta, angelic music
strews holy words in my ears
draws them on the front and the back
in relief in the auricles. Am I dozing
or has someone awakened
the flowers? I lie so comfortably
in the sun, safe in the green
field, my face blushes blue
from the royal chalice between my legs
the flowers just laugh and sing
The work is done, yes I doze
of holiness
Friday, April 23, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: calm
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
'Okna podle Marca Chagalla' ('Windows after Marc Chagall',1976, Petr Eben) , with: Issachar, the green window (1961, Marc Chagall) --- Collection 'org anp ark' #70
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