<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=346181" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Clair de Lune</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Powder and scent and silence. The young dwarf <br>Shoulders his lute. The moon is Levantine. <br>It settles its pearl in every glass of wine. <br>Harlequin is already at the wharf. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The gallant is masked. A pressure of his thumb <br>Communicates cutaneous interest. <br>On the smooth upward swelling of a breast <br>A small black heart is fixed with spirit gum. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>The thieving moment is now. Deftly, Pierrot <br>Exits, bearing a tray of fruits and coins. <br>A monkey, chained by his tiny loins, <br>Is taken aboard. They let their moorings go. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Silence. Even the god shall soon be gone. <br>Shadows, in their cool, tidal enterprise, <br>Have eaten away his muscular stone thighs. <br>Moonlight edges across the empty lawn. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Taffeta whispers. Someone is staring through <br>The white ribs of the pergola. She stares <br>At a small garnet pulse that disappears <br>Steadily seaward. Ah, my dear, it is you. </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>But you are not alone. A gardener goes <br>Through the bone light about the dark estate. <br>He bows, and, cheerfully inebriate, <br>Admires the lunar ashes of a rose, </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>And sings to his imaginary loves. <br>Wait. You can hear him. The familiar notes <br>Drift toward the old moss-bottomed fishing boats: <br>“Happy the heart that thinks of no removes.” </div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>This is your nightmare. Those cold hands are yours. <br>The pain in the drunken singing is your pain. <br>Morning will taste of bitterness again. <br>The heart turns to a stone, but it endures.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anthony+Evan+Hecht">Anthony Evan Hecht</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=346181" data-title="Clair de Lune de Anthony Evan Hecht" data-description="Powder and scent and silence. The young dwarf Shoulders his lute. The moon is Levantine. It settles its pearl in every glass of wine. Harlequin is already at the wharf. The gallant is masked. A pressure of his thumb Communicates cutaneous i..."></div> </div> </div>

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