They dip
into the turbid waters,
a noble steed
and on its back,
an unknowing knight.
Poem (C): Me
“Gutt på hvit hest -Boy on White Horse” (C): Theodor Kittelsen
Si immergono
nelle torbide acque,
un nobile destriero
e sulla sua groppa,
un ignaro cavaliere.
Poem (C): Me
“Gutt på hvit hest -Boy on White Horse” (C): Theodor Kittelsen
The tears
Fall on
my face,
while my
heart,
is torn apart
by Nine Swords.
Poem (C): Me
Photo - Tarot of Marseilles (C): Nicolas Conver, Alejandro Jodorowsky, Philippe Camoin
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atram:
@diskatea @persephonepitstop Thank you so much for your kindness!! I’m so happy you like my poem, I was worried that you didn’t like this short version, or I was wrong or incoherent on the meaning of the poem’s theme.
Le lacrime
mi scendono sul
viso,
mentre il mio
cuore,
e squarciato
da Nove Spade.
Poem (C): Me
Photo - Tarot of Marseilles (C): Nicolas Conver, Alejandro Jodorowsky, Philippe Camoin
edmea:
Bello leggere in italiano qui, ogni tanto (:
atram:
@edmea Grazie!! 🥰🥰🥰😊😊😊
Only the inebriation
floods the mind,
and the screams
and moans
come out
of the mouth of fools.
Poem (C): Me
“The Youth of Bacchus” (C): William-Adolphe Bouguereau
“The Discovery of Honey by Bacchus” (C): Piero di Cosimo
“A Bacchanal” (C): Henryk Siemiradzki
Solo l’ ebbrezza
Innonda la mente,
e le urla
e i gemiti
escono
dalla bocca dei folli.
Poem (C): Me
“The Youth of Bacchus” (C): William-Adolphe Bouguereau
“The Discovery of Honey by Bacchus” (C): Piero di Cosimo
“A Bacchanal” (C): Henryk Siemiradzki
The hissing of snakes
and the howling of the wolves
accompany the night,
while the flaming eyes
tear the darkness.
Just a flame
you will see,
while your mind
sinks into madness.
Poem (C): Me
GIF (C): GIPHY
"Hecate Chiaramonti" (C): Museo Chiaramonti, Vatican Museums.
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Il sibilo dei serpenti
e l'ululato dei lupi
accompagnano la notte,
mentre gli occhi fiammanti
squarciano l'oscurità.
Solo una fiamma
vedrai,
mentre la tua mente
sprofonda nella follia.
Poem (C): Me
GIF (C): GIPHY
"Hecate Chiaramonti" (C): Museo Chiaramonti, Vatican Museums.
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Gently,
the sweet bride crosses the nave
decorated with beautiful roses
and dressed in alabaster and pearls.
Her cheeks blush
to the gaze of her beloved,
while around her
the gentle breeze of the North Sea
bring with it
exotic perfumes
and wonderful songs.
But, here's a dark shadow
rests on the face of the groom,
making his eyes sparkle
of a sinister light,
while...
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Delicatamente,
la dolce sposa attraversa la navata
decorata con splendide rose
e vestita di alabastro e di perle.
Le sue guance arrossiscono
allo sguardo del suo amato,
mentre intorno a lei
la dolce brezza del mare del Nord
porta con sé
esotici profumi
e meravigliosi canti.
Ma, ecco un'ombra oscura
si posa sul viso dello sposo,
facendo brillare i suoi occhi
di una luce sinistra,...
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