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Sonnet Xlii: I Hunt For A Sign Of You

Rating: 2.7

I hunt for a sign of you in all the others,
In the rapid undulant river of women,
Braids, shyly sinking eyes,
Light step that slices, sailing through the foam.

Suddenly I think I can make out your nails,
Oblong, quick, nieces of a cherry:
Then it's your hair that passes by, and I think
I see your image, a bonfire, burning in the water.

I searched, but no one else had your rhythms,
Your light, the shady day you brought from the forest;
Nobody had your tiny ears.

You are whole, exact, and everything you are is one,
And so I go along, with you I float along, loving
A wide Mississippi toward a feminine sea.

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Chinedu Dike 31 August 2019

A beautiful work of art..................................................................................................................................

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Finola O'sullivan 11 April 2013

Is the translation right in using the word 'nieces': should it perhaps bepieces' of a cherry?

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