Living In this WorldA Poem by Marie Anzalonewhen I wrote the first villanelle, I also sketched a secondWrite for me a sonnet with its fragrant petals lovingly unfurled At your side long may I traverse, but understand- I may never reside completely in this world.
Remember dancing when above us the stars they blazed and twirled? Take those vignettes and transform them in your poet's gentle hand- Write for me a sonnet with its fragrant petals lovingly unfurled.
Upon the auroras I placed my desires as a bud, tightly curled This ship has never fathomed the quietude of safe dry land; I may never reside completely in this world.
Yet some part longs for a life of love, tangled chaotic and whorled, Can you make me cherish a proffered wedding band? Write for me a sonnet with its fragrant petals lovingly unfurled.
Somewhere out away from me dream after dream died and swirled; Though I tried to grasp each and desperately make my stand- I may never reside completely in this world.
The best I can say is that a new vision for us has amazingly uncurled To hold me I require a token of something timeless, beautiful and grand; Write for me a sonnet with its fragrant petals lovingly unfurled- I may never reside completely in this world.
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Added on November 16, 2010Last Updated on April 5, 2013 AuthorMarie AnzaloneXecaracoj, Quetzaltenango, GuatemalaAboutBilingual (English and Spanish) poet, essayist, novelist, grant writer, editor, and technical writer working in Central America. "A poet's work is to name the unnameable, to point at frauds, to ta.. more..Writing
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