Whispered wishes, blowing in the wind
Smiles under the party lamps.
               No regrets for the past year .
Remember my friend
up there, up there toward  the stars
the boat stranded on the edge of a dream
and eyelids purled with frost.
  This is my way , my path
              but well in hand, day after day
                           umbered faces,  introspection
                                        in the candlelight
                                                         as  jittery as the coming hours
                                                                                   on the crest of foam ..

                             Hand draws volutes of
                     smoked gold posed on nudity.
          Tomorrow , sing for me the song of hope

                                wounding itself like
a strand of hair .

We have no more seventeen years on our  lips
but words, tangled and untangled words
tinkling like pebbles
           In the bed of purple rivers.

                                                                                     On earth, are things still rattling

                                                                        like out of tune pianos

                                                                jerking their notes?

                                                 But on the last night, hope

                                  of a gold-bearing sand spring glitters in the eyes.

                      And the new year, wishes.

Year, if you are game: let’s go…

   Stop doodling.

       Stone after stone.

              in the three dimensions

                      where the heart’s kingdom reigns

                               we are many willing to go forward

                                               jumping and romping ,

                                                                            with the determination of

                                                                                               Hope.

TRADUCTION: MONIQUE ( AUSTRALIE)

AVEC TOUS MES REMERCIEMENTS, POUR AVOIR REFAIT LA TRADUCTION, AVEC TA GENTILLESSE HABITUELLE.

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HOPE