SERVUS SUM! (Or: UPSTAIRS, DOWNSTAIRS)

 

 

For ‘Gez’

 

I don’t want to bore you with the usual silly words
– lovely, gorgeous, stunning, beautiful, etc. etc. –
but every time I see you I do simply forget again
all serious promises I made myself just yesterday.
And, if you speak so softly and look at me like that,
or if, worse still, stretch out your hand to touch me
(or even only feel the fabric of that shirt you like so),
do you think it possible for me not to dream of you?
Unless I should still manage to keep some self-control,
id est not lose it all, remembering that you – domina es!

 

 

 

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SERVUS SUM! (Or: UPSTAIRS, DOWNSTAIRS)

 

 

* YouTube * Bob Seger sings ‘If I Were A Carpenter’ (1972)

 
 
 
 

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POETRY AT THE PUBLIC HOUSE

 

 

To Laura

 

The room is full of people, lovely people,
who seem to hang from every word we say.
The air is full of verse, or sometimes music,
and impregnated with a sense of spell.

Our time appears suspended for an evening,
while English words of rivers freely flow,
then turn into Italian, down new rivers;
but you, you waft away over the Thames.

I find it hard to concentrate on doing
what I am, after all, here to do (my poetry)
while you, a Muse, are sitting here, so close,
beautiful, as ever – magnificent and more!

 

 

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POETRY AT THE PUBLIC HOUSE

 

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