Biography of Reva Kern
Ex Libris Artist
Reva Kern Poems
Little Crystal Dewdrop
Little crystal dewdrop Trembling daughter of the morning, On the tip of a leaf of thyme What are you doing on the hill?
Love And Dreams
Two hearts tossed Into a vast valley - Waiting on a hilltop For clouds to appear
Love The Teeth
Holding onto your reflection Captivates my mind Gripping it with my body Slowly, sinking down into
Reminiscences Of An Armchair Traveler...
Envelopes arrive from Foreign lands Carrying letters once held By other hands
The hammock sways ever so slowly In the gentle breeze Of a hot summer afternoon As I, lost in reverie, gaze up
When chased out, without returning to the ancient temples, twisted by the fiery wind that blew from Thabor The grand Olympians were so miserable That the grandchildren pulled their golden beards.
My soul has the naïvety of a glittering entity Of a snow in February Ah!We return to the threshold of childhood On a pathway toward prayer
In The Rain
Concealed in my raincoat, I walk in cozy abandon Through mist and rain With my hands dug deeply
The Regret Of The Toys
Always within myself I keep a profound sadness The etched friendship of an adorable child For whom her death sounded the fatal ivory horn Because she was beautiful, and gracious and blonde
S'arrêter En Passant Les Bois Lors D'une...
Qui possède ces bois, je pense que je sais Sa maison est dans le village bien que Il ne me verra pas m'arrêter ici Regarder ses bois se remplir de neige.
Haiku #4 (English)
Haiku By Masaoka Shiki In Translation#1
I also sketch See the spring season In the fields
The Mirabeau Bridge
Beneath the Mirabeau Bridge flows the Seine And our love I must remember Joy always follows pain.
Night Of Repentance
My glass is full Of shimmering wine Like a flame Listen -
The Mirabeau Bridge
Beneath the Mirabeau Bridge flows the Seine
And our love
I must remember
Joy always follows pain.
The night comes, the hour arrives
The days go, I still survive.
Hand-in-hand standing side-by-side