dedalus Posted October 17, 2009 Share Posted October 17, 2009 O Lucienne ... if I had a pen to thee, dear, I would render intimations of a heart's surrender in such a burning letter of love that it would tear asunder not only gods of thunder but bring down cascading a shower of honey sweets from all the stars above. O Lucienne ... you remind me much of home distressed am I that I must roam so very sad I cannot spare a moment here, a moment there for you, sweet Lucienne! Dear Lucienne, do you think you might search out a pen s'il tu plait; do you think you might not think so much of reason, even less of rhyme, reserve for thinking less of our time? Voila! N'est ce pas La plume de ma tante est sur la table. Well, well, well ... ma chere belle hold up the discovered pen in your pretty hand. Now if you please. As if to tease you respond, but I smile tightly and send away the gawping maid. Sprightly, now, you smile at me sensing something pensive, as if slightly afraid. The clock ticks in the parlour noisily: a bird, two birds, outside in the sun-dappled garden sing in the sick apple tree. Alas, Lucienne we now approach the end of this our mutual fancy: your high breasts and your sparkling eyes could no more win me over than my fierce bearing could for thee: buried in hatred, a glancing intimacy as noisily now comes Sergeant Clancy his boots resounding by the door: what chance there was exists no more. Pick up that pen, Lucienne, Vite, vite, vite, mam'selle, compris? Sign over the deeds to the family farm and by losing all, escape from harm. Quote Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted October 19, 2009 Share Posted October 19, 2009 To me, this came across as a love poem. Well, at least until the last verse introduced a little wartime intrigue. your high breasts and your sparkling eyescould no more win me over Sacré Coeur! They'd probably win me over. Are you sure there's no way for a happy ending? @ Oh well, I'd make a poor secret agent, and I'm not so much an opportunist. But really, it's not that I'm not so good with machinations, but the romantic side wins out every time. I'm curious, is this one entirely something from your imagination or is it based upon real (historical) events? Would love a few brief footnotes. Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
goldenlangur Posted October 19, 2009 Share Posted October 19, 2009 (edited) Hello dedalus, La plume de ma tanteest sur la table. I could be totally off the mark here but these lines to my very amateurish French reading seems to go: The pen of my aunt is on the table. The Voila! adding a overly dramatic effect of delight and surprise. And is this a line from the Beatles' song, Michelle? ma chere belle. So from these meagre details of my French reading I understood this to be a humourous write. Apologies if I've got the wrong end of the stick. Edited October 19, 2009 by goldenlangur Quote goldenlangur Even a single enemy is too many and a thousand friends too few - Bhutanese saying. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Aleksandra Posted October 22, 2009 Share Posted October 22, 2009 And this is a master piece of yours Dedalus. Sounds like ballad. So lyrical and musical. With slow sound and notes of calm between. This is from those who would be amazing to hear them if you make an audio record for this poem. I enjoyed. Aleksandra Quote The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth - Jean Cocteau History of Macedonia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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