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Legend (after Albéniz’ “Leyenda”)

Glance by glance
word by word
kiss by kiss
we have built
this love of ours,
this blissful friendship,
so that now it is a fortress.

Let enemies besiege it!
Whatever they may do –
time and circumstance
and the spite of others –
they will never cast down
this castle of love!

From the parapet of our happiness
we will defy them all –
you, my sword, the queen of my world
and I, your consort of verses, your shield.
Never shall we give quarter!
Never will they overwhelm us
in this our castle of love!

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(c) Gregory V Driscoll  2013


Amour contrarié

Woman!  In this wind-racked place, I think of you
while leaves allied with freezing rain attack.
Builder of words, master of dreams am I,
my body as desperate for your arms
as waves are for the shore,
on which to crash with roaring sighs,
a myriad of salty opalescent gems.
Oh, lovely one!  Alas, I see:
For all my candor, for all my art,
poor fool, I cannot be the consort
in that stormy kingdom of your heart!

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(c) Gregory V Driscoll  2011