SYRINX, A PASTORAL FICTION (XVII) Poem by António Franco Alexandre

Sorry, I didn't realize that you sing
in silence, all alone. In this heat
you should drink ice water; it's also a good idea
not to worship idols - including, for example,
your own self-image that torments you
(or that torments me?).
Other examples include babylonian gardens,
eruptions of mt. etna, the aphrodisiac
effect of diamonds,
and the arts and sciences of education.
I'm going to sit right here, breathe possible
but inevitably unreal things until it hurts,
and learn knot by knot how you untie yourself.
We'll fall into a well without
parachute or compass and be the first
twin love in the world.