The Voyage
All night the water laps
the hedges. I hold you in the middle
of the air
Don't sleep
all night. It is pitch
black, but since
there is a vista, let
your throat be the
the lantern.
Since there is a window, let us
open it.
Let us dress
for a voyage. Let me
go out, with
your voice, to call for you.
Bill Manhire, NZ poet
A wonderful poem Marja. I love Bill manhire.
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Great post!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! Please relay to him I love his poem!
ReplyDeleteWat een mooie bloemen, Marja!
ReplyDeleteThis is a wonderful poem, Marja. I have not heard of the poet, but I am so pleased to know of him now.
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Kat
This is really a treasure!Wonderful and so sensitive!
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing this beautiful poem!
Léia - Bonjour Luxembourg
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Flores maravilhosas.
Bom fim de semana!
Beijinhos.
Brasil
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What beautiful words and the images of these flowers is wonderful.
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ReplyDeletewhat a beautiful poem and your pictures there Completely make a beautiful whole. Stunning pictures
Greetings, Helma
Wonderful poem,Marja!I love your photos for this beautiful flower!Enjoy your spring/summer there.Here is everything grey,brown and dark in the garden.I miss the light colours.
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