What tyrant and omnipotent one
Can bind spring with chains?
Put chains on its ankles,
Restrain its steps?
Spring comes on tiptoes
In light shoes,
Yes, just like a ballerina
Cloaked in a silk floral cloak.
It climbs the branches, sprouts buds,
Makes flowers bloom, conducts the birds,
Sounds the space, digs underground,
Flies high – brings down jets of sunny rain.
And who has known it and who knows what gender it is?
Neuter as in Croatian?
Or masculine as in French and German?
Or feminine as in Spanish?
Whoever has seen spring, has seen Life.
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Lily of the valley (Pseudonym) (
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If found, than hang on to the recollection as it becomes more of a moveable feast every year. As an aide-mémoire, your rich piece will do very well.
Thanks for the encouragement! Your experience is valuable.
Such a lovely poem it fills the soul with joy. I love the gender approach with different languages. A fave
Thank you very much! I love reading and writing "light poetry", although darkness cannot be completely avoided. But "light poetry" is not that popular. Still, there are real readers!
You are most welcome Durdica
Just lovely! Well written! I love spring!
Thank you very much! Spring is unstoppable and has great power, greater than human power which is often destructive.
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