Liberatore Suffoletta

Rookie - 8 Points (July 2,1948 / Pettorano Sul Gizio, L'Aquila, Abruzzi, Italy)

Why Do I Love Thee? - Poem by Liberatore Suffoletta

Why do I love thee?

Within dewy winter dreams,
the heart, awakes,
From life's deep slumber and from death.
From the east the snail dawn prevails
with softly humming fireflies breath
the trees are full of secret sighs
amiss for their children who died

All day I hear the noise of the dead
sad as the erne is when, heading
to sea alone,
no longer hearing the rain’s cry
upon the roof
in monotone.
Blue winds, cold winds are blowing
where we go.
All day, I hear the noise of many dead
far below.
All day, I hear their chains astir
to and fro.

Till, moon's golden orb makes
for the windows of night a face,
and slyly whisper to the stars
a name- your name-
all my soul bursts in delight,
a swoon of shame
throughout the night.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 28, 2009

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