by Paul Hartal
I dream the dreams of shepherds
Their yearnings are mine
I long the longings of peasants
Wandering south of the Rhine.
Walking amid scented almonds
Across groves and vineyards
I remember unknown places
Far off the crowded boulevards.
I travel with sailors and strangers
Gazing at clusters of stars
Under the silhouette of Etna
Sirocco strikes sails on spars.
The mind includes the excluded
The view contains the viewer
I am the fisherman’s boat
An ivory cloud, blue flower.
From:
Paul Hartal, Postmodern Light; Montreal and San Diego: Orange Monad Editions, 2006, p. 50
Copyright ©:
2012, the author
Last updated March 10, 2012